Chapter 2: Exploring Death Valley - Act 2.
A mixed (some good some not so good moments) day of photography...
When I returned from my DV outing Thursday night, I noticed two FJR's parked outside Longstreet Casino. It was dark so I couldn't identify if these were familiar bikes, there wasn't anyone at the bar either that I could recognize.
The next morning at O'dark Thirty I was hauling my gear to the parking lot when I noticed two FJR riders on their motorcycles ready to scoot. It was still too dark and partially befuddled by their headlights I still couldn't tell that it was Old Michael and Mark. They were heading to Dante's View for the sunrise.
I had different plans, I was heading to Badwater for some geeky photography experiments. Although, in retrospect Old Mikey had the better vantage point to observe Telescope Peak bathed in early morning light. In my case, the early morning haze/mist? from the Valley made my attempts to shoot Telescope peak in early light turn out very noisy images. Chalked it up to a learning experience..
I walked out far far into the salt beds till I could no longer see any footprints. When I had first arrived before sunrise I was the only person at Badwater, while I was there a few more people arrived. When the sun hit the mountain things got better for me ...it was great to be here with very few others and no random tourists to interfere with framing shots.
Sunlight was beginning to fill up the valley. I was at Badwater 285 feet below other parts of the valley, which had already started to get direct sunshine, it was still indirect light over here.
I walked out all the way out here to take pictures of the salt basin in indirect morning light..
Macro shot. You can see the delicate strands of salt in the salt basin - you don't see them very well when the direct sun rays create a brutal glare on the white salt..
...and then the sun hits directly and the contrasts change, the sun is still low enough to create clear shadows...
Walked back soon after sunlight had hit the basin of salt. Back near the parking lot at Badwater, this was pretty much all the water which remained of Lake Manly this time of year.
Gratuitous shot of the bike parked under sea level .That white sign you see on the mountain side is where sea level is. The Badwater Basin is the lowest point in North America.
From here I took another dirt road to the Devil's Golf Course. Why the Devil's Golf Course you say? Because only the Devil would be crazy enough to play Golf here!
More experiments with shadows and light..
On my way out of Devil's Golf Course - I see Old Mikey and Mark again, racing towards Badwater. This time I recognize them of course - I fall in behind them for a short while before turning off on the dirt road which leads to the Natural Bridge. This dirt road was much rougher than the one which leads to Salt Creek or Devil's Golf Course.
After an easy hike - I am at Natural Bridge.
An oft photographed angle.
This one not so much, or so I think anyway
The Bridge isn't the only thing to see here. If you hike just a few more steps further, you reach a dried up waterfall. I can only imagine what Death Valley would have looked like eons ago when water was plentiful here.
Notice how the water has carved a vertical half-pipe into the rock.
From here I headed towards Stovepipe Wells and Mosaic Canyon, but stopped at the sand dunes for a bit more experimenting with shadows and light, I didn't walk out very far this time, I was planning to come back at twilight for the sunset, but in case you are expecting some cool shots of sunset on the dunes - long story short I screwed the pooch on that one, chalk another one up to a learning experience. I was having a not so good day..
I thought you would get a kick out of this one. Macro shot of some kind of desert bug carrying another smaller bug on it's back... or something like that...
I liked how it was creating tiny footprints in the sand..
Then it was another dirt road to Mosaic Canyon - this one well maintained..
Love the smooth ripples/grooves on the canyon walls.
As you hike further up Mosaic Canyon, it is no longer quite as narrow. Someone had been having fun stacking a totem pole of rocks of different sizes..
I could have hiked further to another dry waterfall - however I was getting pretty pooped at this time and decided to head back towards Artist's Drive..
Stopped along several spots to take pictures of the oxidized metals on the mountain faces. Red, Pink and Yellow is supposed to be from Iron salts. Green from decomposing Mica and Purple from Manganese. Although, I am not sure I can spot all the colors..
Artist's Palette, or should I say Hans' Palette...
This was also when I first started taking some shots of the Wildflowers on Badwater Road - this was a Wildflower's ride after all, wasn't it?
After my sunset on the dunes fiasco, I headed back to Longstreet's where the FJR party had already started. It was good seeing old and new faces, spending time chatting with old friends and making new ones. Regrettably I didn't get to meet everyone, I was tired this night and retired to bed earlier than most.
More to come later...sorry this Ride Report is dragging on so long...