Vrrrrummmhhh. Vruuuuuumhhhh. One after the other they came. Vruuuuuummmphhh. With engines at a low hum and piles of small rock and dust billowing towards the sky. I started counting after three,...

My eyes seemed to be misbehaving . . . across the never ending expanse of flat, dried-out lake bottom there seemed to be a mini-mountain rising up out of the dusty yellow Racetrack to the north....

Getting low to the ground I observed the way the curves of the boulder paths could change directions so suddenly and abruptly. However, with further study I found that these trails have never been...

Instead of going straight out to "the rocks" directly after the long drive, we decided to set up camp and relax for sunset, and then first thing in the morning make the trek out to the...