After exploring some spots that Willie and I were familiar with, we set off for a new location in search of badlands and canyons. While driving along the road we saw some hills that looked like they could be interesting and we pulled over at an opening in the fence. While walking out to the hills, we stumbled upon something else…
Willie and David promptly stopped in the middle of their tracks and explained “daaayyyum”. These amazing mud cracks were peeling themselves away all around us. A winter stream that had dried up left beautiful cracked mud in its place.
The sun was still quite high and made for some harsh lighting, so I was a little confused what David and Willie were seeing at first. But once I looked towards some of the shadows and the parts that weren’t catching the blinding light, it was impossible not to ignore the beautiful shapes these peeling mud cracks were creating. This one reminded me of skin peeling off a sunburnt face.
Nikon D800 w/Nikkor 24-70mm f/2.8:
36mm, f/7.1, 1/80 sec, ISO 200
