The morning I returned, the wind wasn't nearly as violent, but still had a good 25-30 mph force behind it. There weren't many places to hide from the breeze, but I did manage to find a few high dunes to block a little of the sand long enough to make a few nice frames.
Standing just over the edge of one of the dunes facing Silver lake, I planted my tripod deep in the sand for support. Due to the high amount of wind, the sand was still rather loose, so getting a footing was not easy. One step might put you ankle deep in sand, while the next one lands you knee high. It's an unpredictable place and that's what I love about spending time climbing and hiking all over it.
The morning I made the following image, I was working on longer exposures to show motion over the sands.
|A Gentle Breeze|
I had already captured a bunch of cool motion photographs, but this one holds a special place in my mind. I was nearly knee deep in soft sand, blocking the wind from pelting my camera, or worse, knocking it down a steep dune. The air was cold and harsh, but I was firmly planted in the side of the dune. I made 2 exposures from this location before moving further down the dune and nearing losing my camera. I wanted to find a better angle, which I will admit I did find, but that story, as well as the photograph, is being saved for the book. Let me just say, I know what it feels like to be assaulted by high velocity sand cresting a dune. Facing it head on, to make the photograph I wanted. It's an incredible and somewhat painful experience.