Chelsea and I spent our New Years Eve camping in Death Valley National Park. For a place that is known for its extreme heat, we experienced the opposite — extreme cold. I was planning for temps in the 30’s, but it ended up dropping down to 14 degrees where we were camping. Much too cold for someone who hasn’t experienced a real winter for well over a year now.
Despite the cold though, Death Valley was a beautiful and other-worldly place. After driving 28 miles on a four wheel drive road, we camped next to an area known as “The Racetrack” which gets its name from the large rocks that move across a dry lake bed all by themselves. These rocks leave trails behind them as they move which I supposed looks like they are racing.
There are a lot of theories as to how these rocks move, but the popular theory is that the dry lake bed has to fill with just a little bit of water and then freeze. Then, strong winds have to come along to scoot the rocks across the slippery surface leaving a trail behind.
My theory? Aliens.