So, we popped over to Death Valley for a quick look about. I suspect one could spend multiple days there and only scratch the surface--it is big.
Here is the west side valley at Dante's Peak (or something similar), which seems to be a salt flat.
I was running out of daylight, so stopped here.
If interested in the location, type the following into the Google Maps search box: 36 04.0222N, 116 37.8609W
It is a beautiful spot, but in hindsight I would have moved up to the flat spot above it where the GPS equipment is located.
Walking around with the dog, I discovered a vertical mine shaft. I'd guess it nearly 50 feet deep based on the rock I through down there.
I have the equipment to descend the shaft and see what's up, but since I was by my lonesome it seemed less than a good idea. Apparently there are thousands of mines all over the place, since prospectors back then didn't have a firm grasp of geology. The coordinates are: 36.076151, -116.626796
It's a nice sight first off in the morning.
And on the way out, I was not watching closely and a rock hit the side of my passenger rear tire. It was sharp on the one edge and stuck in the ground rather well. I hit it and heard a pssst psst psst. It leaked each revolution where the impact area bore the weight of the truck.
There is a tear down near the fake bead lock. I was running 20 psi and know better. Nonetheless, it is not a place to be by oneself without a spare tire. So, we got to truckin back to civilization.