Finally getting around to post some video’s from a Dallas to Portland road trip my father and I took this summer. My father and I sat and watched the sun dip behind the mountains while strong gusts from a thunderstorm sweeping left to right sent bolts of lightening through rays of sun down to the sand in Mesquite Flat Dunes. It was the most surreal nature experience I’ve been a part of it. As an atheist, the feeling of being alone in the middle of Death Valley with all hell breaking loose was as close to religion as I’ve felt. These videos, as usual, do little to convey the feeling of being there in that moment.
Here’s a still from one of the videos.
