Well, the skiing has been great this spring, but I personally always have to give it up for a bit to slip away to the desert before things heat up too much. Spring is a great time (tho the winds can blow), with flowers and greenery in abundance. Here are some images from last week's six day adventure through northern Death Valley National Park....
I was traveling with my friend Sharon, who's never seen these particular parts of the desert before, never rambled in the shadows of the Inyo Mountains, or the washes of the Saline Range, and so it was extra special to be sharing a place that I hold so dear with someone seeing it for the first time....
Something about the open road, warmth, and empty spaces of the desert just draw me in, hold me down, and peel back the layers of bullshit piled on by even the most blissed "regular life" ... the moment gains its proper priority ...
history of people and mountains, lost times and forgotten "ways", trails fading into steep ridges and another day passing by into long shadows...
