On a hot summer day, I close my eyes and remember... I remember the cool wind blowing southward across the lake... I remember the secluded pathway, first of asphalt, then of weathered wood, leading to the sandy beach where the crunch of each footstep rang loud among the silent tufa towers... I remember a sky so full of stars that the constellations merged into one-another, creating a continuous starscape. I remember the first glimpse of the Milky Way, even before it was fully dark, and I remember its full glory before the Moon rose to wash it away... I open my eyes, and I wish I was there again, among the stars... Photographed July 2016.
Death Valley National Park boasts one of the darkest locations in the U.S., and millions of stars are visible in the night sky. The ancient wagons and trains parked at Harmony Borax Works serve as the perfect foreground. The Sun, having set only a couple of hours before, is still illuminating the western horizon while stars fill the sky in every direction.
Death Valley National Park boasts one of the darkest locations in the U.S., and millions of stars are visible in the night sky. The ancient wagons and trains parked at Harmony Borax Works serve as the perfect foreground.
