We came here to ride long miles under a blazing sun, of course, knowing that any plans we made would be at the mercy of natural forces. We started with our favorite and familiar routes. But even the sand dunes, which might not look any different than before, move and shift over time. The same holds true with what we think we know about this place: it never changes, and yet it's always different. Death Valley is a mystery that can never be solved.
This time around, we finally figured out one stunningly simple and significant thing: unfavorable riding conditions gave us the opportunity to go do something else. They allowed us to explore this place more deeply. What did we learn? That after all these years, we've just barely scratched the surface.
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| Contemplating the 7%, 10-mile climb to Hell's Gate. Crosswinds gusting to 40+ mph. |
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| Team Stelleri's desert debut! |
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| I can't do this as well as Jill can. I think her arms are longer. |
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| Hiking in Mosaic Canyon |
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| Angie, Ruler of Rhyolite! |
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| Furnace Creek Ranch, at 190 feet below sea level |
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| Mesquite Flats sand dunes |
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| Not a bad place to steal a kiss! |
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| A highlight of this trip: summiting Dante's View with Angie! |
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| Another great day at Artist's Palette |
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| Gower Gulch Loop Trail, at sunset. |
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| Angie waiting for the boys at the top of the first climb, Artist's (F**king) Drive |
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| Snake bait! |
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| Another point in the physical world that coincides with the Alternative Universe of Kymaerica. This one is in Rhyolite, NV. |
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| Bourbon and ice. Jason's new cocktail: The Artist's Fucking Tailwheels! |
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| Wind is good for something |
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| Waiting for sunset on the Mesquite Sand Dunes |
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| Flying, as the sun sets and the moon rises |
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| Me and Dave at Zabriskie Point |
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Badwater salt pan
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| The superbloom |
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| Gold rush |
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| Night hike on Badwater salt pan. Pitch black, really stupid idea but we all survived. Most of us unscathed. |
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| The End! |
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