|Ephemeral sunrise light on the Mesquite Dunes, Death Valley National Park|
I would have been driving home today.
I might have known. This trip had undergone several transformations already. I didn’t go to the Grand Canyon because I had been hoping for snow. Two people who were planning to travel with me ultimately did not. Still I had done my research and planned three nights in Death Valley National Park and Three in Valley of Fire (Nevada) State Park.
I had a chance to do one sunset and one sunrise shoot. Then my truck wouldn’t start. I’ll avoid laying out all of the details, but I bought it new nine months ago, it doesn’t seem to be any of the obvious stuff, and five days later the Toyota dealership in Las Vegas (a 160-mile tow) still doesn’t know what happened.
So I came home, after giving my beer and fresh produce to the nice man who works at the Stovepipe Wells store. He let me use the phone, and gave me a list of towing companies, and lent moral support.
I don’t think I handle disappointment gracefully. There’s really no way to talk about this without resorting to platitudes. Some things we just can’t control.
|Storm light at dawn, Watson Lake, Prescott AZ|
I saw friends and enjoyed a couple of shoots near home; Jewel of the Creek Preserve in Cave Creek (AZ) and Watson Lake. They were both spectacular and went a long way toward healing my wounds.
Thanks for visiting. I wish you all only the very best behavior from your vehicles.