Racetrack Playa. I always wanted to see those rocks.
The other time I went, we were the only people there.
I know people use the term “awesome” these days to describe a good milkshake. But this was awesome in the literal meaning of the word. Walking out onto the lakebed and just being able to look around for miles and be so alone....my jaw just dropped open a little.
It’s one of those experiences that you try to repeat in your life. But it never quite gets there. I liked it better than the fat tourist Grand Canyon.