My son-in-law, Braden, who follows and posts on this blog anonymously, stands at "The Racetrack" in Death Valley about a year ago. In this remote dry lake, rocks break off and fall onto the lake sands. There, they they perform movements and they are tracked in the mud of the lake - but nobody has ever seen them move.
The Scorpion at Chloride Cliffs
(Death Valley, California)
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Was this picture before or after we went to the brothel??? Just kidding Amanda and Tammy. B.F.
You have a goofy smile on your face...that says it all.
"What did you do on your trip this week-end, honey?"
"Watch the rocks move."
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