As soon as we arrived, we reached for our cameras to capture a piece of this stunning landscape.
One of the highlights was a short hike through Hidden Valley, where the boulders came in close: this was the place most enclosed by the dramatic, rocky hills. A lot of people, apparently from all over the world, were rock climbing here.
Each evening we had to choose a new place to be home for one night. Off of the Boy Scout Trail, the flat desert stretched on and on. We were drawn to a place with a fallen yucca branch, which formed our "kitchen," and set up our tent nearby. This one element, the fallen branch, defined our living spaces for the evening and next morning.
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