I lived in such high desert terrain when I was a jr in high school.
I was in the best shape of my life and I did not mind the hot weather or sandy desert at all. Besides, no shirt policy and shorts were my normal outfit. I would walked by myself out in no man's land like an explorer and would see things like a dry creek that looks like gold flakes were left behind. Roadrunner looking for a salamander meal. Rabbits to hunt from. There goes this big hole in the ground looks like a company did some digging that left a pool of water. This is where you can find other life forms like desert toads or frogs to snakes and other critters prowling for a drink. I was a survivalist because that was my playground for that one year of my life while living in barstow california. Look up google image to see how sad that city suburbs looks like.
Whenever I drive to vegas, I'll have to pass my old city and I get nauseated. When you only 17 and put in a living conditions like a redneck hill billy trailer trash environment, you become it for your own survival. When you that young, you never think about the danger involved. Had I died out there, I'll just be another missing person. Hell no I can't live the Mexican lifestyle so you guys go on with yourself and if there is an emergency, don't say I didn't warn ya. Desert living is no joke unless you are equipped to live through that environment. One of a worst way to die is to die of thirst.