Sunrise plane trails from the bottom of the bay.
Karl the fog has a somewhat explosive personality in the mornings.
From Beatty to Death Valley, on a windy dusty sunset.
The Mesquite dunes by moon light.
One of the biggest reasons I've been so obsessed with wanting to photograph sand dunes is they're such spectacular form and texture subjects.
My take on the Devil's Golfcourse – an often over-photographied piece of Death Valley landscape. This image is actually done almost entirely in-camera, including the red sky (with a filter).
Probably one of the prettiest sunrises I've seen in a good while. The clouds turned orange, pink, and purple at one point.
Round and round we go.
Captured in a single exposure on a near-full-moon in the Mojave Desert.
Riding horses along the beach during sunset? Yeah, we got that in California.
I love the way sand dunes sparkle in the early morning light.
The many layers of Alabama Hills terrain.
Most mornings I awake from a dream and can barely remember what it was about. This morning I got to wake up inside it.
Sun setting over the deep playa in Black Rock City.
The palace of fine art swans are one of San Francisco's little treasures.
Hunting through the fog for the next shot. Couldn't decide which way to go, so I took a photo instead.