It took me a while to make my way to the Golden State's largest National Park, and that mainly because of how far away the park was, and how the name threw me off. But eventually, I did, and Death Valley was anything but a portrait of death. Instead, I explored towering sand dunes, crawled through narrow sandstone canyons, drove through narrow slots barely the width of a jeep, stood enthralled by the jeweled night sky, gazed from a mountaintop onto the lowest point in the continent and enjoyed the frivolities of an eccentric businessman.

It took me a while to experience these different faces of the park, but I thoroughly enjoyed each and every visit. My most memorable moments were, of course, spent photographing the park at sunrise and sunset. This is one such take from one of the sand dune clusters right as the first light caught the wave-like pattern of the dunes.

Death Valley National Park
CA USA