Except for the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, I have visited Death Valley more than any other national park in the US. Death Valley is a land of extremes and lays claim to the highest temperatures (higher that 130 degrees F!), the least amount of rain (think inches per year!), and the lowest elevations below sea level (almost a length of a football field!). Despite these claims, it is a land of exquisitely delicate beauty.
Manly Beacon and the surrounding badlands shine in the intense pink glow of the pre-dawn sky.
A lone photographer seems lost at sea in this perspective of the Mesquite Dune field. Thanks to Marc Adamus for challenging me to see this oft-visited location for me in a totally new perspective.. I love it when that happens!!
Diffused soft light from a predawn sky illuminates the badlands surrounding Manly Beacon.
The colors and textures in this distant valley tell a story of the affects of human and natural forces on the Panamint Range on the western flank of Death Valley.
The ripples in a virgin sand dune come to life in the early morning light at the end of winter.
Looking toward the lowest point in Death Vally, the remnants of the setting sun bask the basin in a characteristic glow that photographers like to call "the blue hour."
Reflections of a glowing sunset lead to eye to a silhouette of the Panamint Mountains in Death Valley.
Traces of the first light of day intertwine with storm clouds moving across Death Valley.
The entire expanse of Death Valley lies at your foot in this amazing sunset from Dante's View.
The distant peaks of the Panamint Mountains catch the first rays of light from a sunrise as seen from Zabriskie Point.
A lone photographer ambles across Badwater Basin in search of photographic magic.
Rocks, color, and texture tell a story of millions of years of geology in Mosaic Canyon.
A temple in the sky appears in the last light of day at Aguereberry Point in Death Valley.
Distances are deceptive in Death Valley as the setting sun in reflected in a small pool of salty water in Cottonball Basin.
Geometry is the name of the game sometimes in Cottonball Basin, where evaporation can leave patterns of salt that last for decades or weeks depending on the weather conditions.
I love the way the first rays of sun bathe the rocks at this location in dark orange hues. The rocks are actually white!
High cross winds and snow made this shoot a lot of fun. The Grandstand rock formation in the foreground almost looks like a ship under sail in these conditions. In case you're wondering, I saw no moving rocks while I was there, but I did see a small fragment of a tumbleweed streak across the playa!
The rich colors before the sunrise paint a lovely pallette of cool and warm colors.
There is infinite variety in sand dunes in early light as the shadows and highlights joust for positiion. The highlights will win this battle!
This remote dune field quickly became my favorite after severals days there near the winter solstice in 2015.
Another mesmerizing interplay of light and shadow in Mesquite Dunes!
The sunrise on this morning was alsmost too instense to photograph. What a special time this was!!
I could not figure out why these cracks never filled with sand. I'm glad they didn't!