5-19-13 The Badlands

I am so glad I stopped and checked out this small national park. After many hours of farm land and prairie I was looking forward for a little change on the scenery. This desolate landscape reminds me of the desert that surrounds the city where I was born in Spain. I spent a lot of time mountain biking there when I was a teenager. When I arrived to the national park I could see the storm clouds running in the sky, pushed by the common winds that blow constantly of this part of the US. I waited for the evening light, hoping that a little light would filter through the clouds and would give me a chance for a good image.

Comfort in solitude

I drove away from the main road and took a small dirt road that allowed me to get away from the other visitors. I stopped my car and enjoyed the sound of the wind on the grasses. I love the feeling of cool air in my face. The clouds got darker and bigger. They sprinted on the horizon looking for the last daylight, and with that, they brought me a beautiful canvas. It was so peaceful. It was so real. It was so beautiful. I stopped and thought how much I missed the desert and how much I am looking forward to moments like this. I did not feel alone, I felt full of life.

Badlands colors