Origin, Badwater, Death Valley NP
Driving out to Badwater in the pouring rain, I was starting to get a little worried that after just barely catching the last light nights before, I was going to again play bad host to my friend Micah and have him in the wrong place at the wrong time. In addition, David had made the drive up from Vegas and seeing him standing in the rain as we pulled in dampened my spirits even more. "Damn", I thought, it was supposed to clear.
We were going to have to play the waiting game, so I figured we may as well make some grilled cheese taco sandwiches. Yea, I invented that by the way and it's delicious. And then something magical started happening, and I'm talking about more then the sandwiches! The clouds on the western mountains began to clear, the sun began to shoot rays through the clouds, and the rain let up. It was go time!
The rest is a bit of a blur. We jumped in the trucks, roared down the road and found a place David knew about where the flats were juicy. As we hustled out to the playa, and then the sky did things I've never seen before in DV; Clearing to the west, storming to the east, and glowing like we were running around in a large tanning bed. David said "Apocalyptic". He was right. Cheers and happy shooting. -jared r.