Certain locations seem invoke a set of unwritten rules. The Racetrack Playa feels like one of these locations. No yelling, no running, no goofing off. All three probably do happen there from time to time, but not likely when it is sunrise and I am sharing the playa with other photographers. Ultimately, it is a reverence for and an appreciation for where we are at. In fact, two of the photographers I had met the evening before were about 200 yards away and wanted to signal me. Instead of yelling, the flashed an item in the sunlight in my direction until I noticed. By the time I made my way over, after a few stops along the way for me photographs, one of the photogs had stopped photographing and was now sitting on the playa taking the entire scene in.
As to this photograph? These are two odd rocks in a ancient lake bed of odd rocks. Most of these “sailing rocks” are on a solo journey. A single rock on a path. There are a few instances of rocks with paths that intersected some time ago. The question here is, will these rocks ever meet? What happens then?
Processing Notes: An extra stop of light (exposure) was added to the entire photograph. Contrast was lowered to reduce the focus on the lake bed and keep the focus on the rocks and their trails. There was a brief consideration to convert this photograph to monochrome, but for now this stays in color as the color contrast between the rocks and the lake bed results in an immediate pop that I prefer for now.
EXIF data: Nikon D7000, center-weighted metering mode, ISO100, 19mm, f/9, 1/6 sec
Death Valley (CA), Converging Rocks, Rock Trails. Racetrack Playa, Death Valley, CA. November 26, 2016. © Copyright Steven Tze – all rights reserved.