Blue & Gold Dunes

Three miles into the dunes, the sandstorms subsided and tranquility came over the wilderness. Pulled deeper into the vastness by an alternate gravity it was hard not to be lost in wonder. Out here, where the wind redefines the landscape daily—moving mountains of sand like waves across the ocean—a map is the illusion of certainty, a myth. The path is up to you…

On the last ridge ascent of the day this gift emerged. A sea of blue streaked with one last glimmer of gold before the sun dipped over the horizon to sleep.

Later, under the canopy of stars, energized by the great hum of the world, sleep would be impossible.

Dreaming of dreamland…