I took this photo on my first trip to Death Valley in 2011. When I went back earlier in 2014, things seemed so different. Huge rocks were just missing. I looked and looked for this rock again but could not find it. This thing had to be at least 300 pounds. Surely no one would have taken it or moved it, would they? What I did find were trails with no rocks or trails with a rock at each end. It just didn’t make sense. The Racetrack playa is still a beautiful and mysterious place, but I hope that unconscious humans don’t cause this part of the park to be shut down.
I couldn’t help it. I just had to bolt down to The Texas Renaissance Festival this past Saturday. It was so crowded, but I got lots of new photos to share! I’ll be there the weekend after Thanksgiving if anyone want to join me. I’ll be strolling the grounds, taking photos and filling my belly full of mead.
I’m really getting the itch to get back out to a Renaissance Festival. It’s such a great place to get portraits of fun and unique people. I’m really drawn to the Rennie lifestyle. I think it would be cool to move around from place to place every few weeks. Life would always be a festival! Would that start to get old soon? I’m sure you would start to make friends with people that you met year after year. And when you see them again, the meeting is that much more special because of its’ rarity.
I stepped out of the comfort of the warm RV into the frozen night. I could hear the crunching of the frozen snow beneath my feet and see the frost of my breath as I hiked up the trail, my bright flashlight illuminating the path. The giant balancing rock loomed before me and I was in awe. The crispness of the night, the clear, rich blue sky and the incredible landscape around me served as a reminder how great it is to be alive. And in this moment it was as if the moon was smiling at me.
It was really an adventure getting to the Great Sand Dunes National Park. My buddy James Brandon and I were traveling around taking photos and enjoying all the beautiful landscapes. This was our last stop until we were homeward bound. We had already been to White Sands, New Mexico and Arches National Park in Utah. The RV had a tire that was out of balance, so we really couldn’t take it over 60mph. We got home safely with lots of great photos and memories. The RV is now updated with a full set of new tires and it couldn’t ride smoother!