Late December Landscapes in Death Valley
Left before sunrise with the sky over the Owens Valley going pink and purple in bands, then over the pass and down into Death Valley with snow on the Panamints and yellow light under the cloud deck.
First stop was Mesquite Flat, where the dunes were cold enough for a sweater and the dog left a line of prints straight out across a slope nobody else had walked yet. A few people stood on the far ridges, small enough to mistake for creosote.
Then Badwater, which was the real reason for coming in late December. The rain brought Lake Manly back — a sheet of water sitting on the salt flat 282 feet below sea level, roughly two miles by four and only a few inches deep. It starts about a mile out from the parking lot, so we walked the crusted salt toward it, my wife and the dog picking through the broken white slabs, the flooded stretch flat and gray against the snow line above. Lowest point in North America, and today it held a lake.
The dog came back with salt caked up all four legs.