Spent the weekend in Owen's Valley on a short trip with our graduate seminar photo class. Our teacher drove; we had the luxury of sleeping in the van or looking out at desert landscapes and red rock canyons. Passed the occasional Joshua Tree. Got rooms in a hotel in the small town of Lone Pine, looking out at the Sierras. Drove through mountains, saw ice and old wooden log cabins sitting on the side of the mountain - they'd been 'grandfathered in'. Lots of white, everywhere. White earth, white mountain tops, white sun, white sky. Blinding. Drove into Death Valley. Stopped at sand dunes and tried to sled down them on cardboard boxes, but the sand was so fine it kept collapsing under our weight. Gusty winds, made it hard to walk through the town on the last night there. Visited Manzanar on our way out. Walked on cracked land.
