Here are some moodier photographs we have been working on from our drip to Death Valley this last spring. We had two very different photographic visions while we were out in Death Valley One was colorful as seen in our previous post, and the other vision was much darker. There is an eery and desolate beauty in many areas of Death Valley. Mines, gas stations, and homes have been built and then left to rot, rust and fade back into the desert. Those are just the beginning to the strange things we saw along our trip. At the Race Track heavy rocks leave long trails in the dry lake bed. The general feeling we got while wandering the miles of dry cracked lake bed in pursuit of rock trails was very ominous. There were random bursts of incredibly strong winds, biting through our clothes and attempting to knock us over. Then nothing, no wind, no sounds from desert animals, not even a fly. Seeing the rocks with their zig zagging trails also gave us a magical yet off kilter feeling. There are theories as to how the rocks appear on the dry lake bed and slide around making their trails, but no one really knows what happens out there. We don’t alwayas get a lot of time to work on
Where did it come from? and where is it going?
This marks the crossroads to the racetrack. Campers right their names on their teapots and leave them here for others to see. We wanted to leave one with all our names on it but none of us actually brought a teapot with us. Next time.
Dune sunrise.
The beauty of the dunes never ceases to amaze us. This time of year we discovered a new friend out in the dunes with us, Bees. The Creosote bushes were covered in these cute little yellow flowers and the Bees were courting them for all the nectar they could get. The Bees however got a little confused while we were wandering their dunes and kept following us around. A couple of them even landed on Brett. Their low buzzing made for a nice symphony accompanying our sunrise.
We found these on the old dirt road out or Darwin.
