On our way to Death Valley, my lovely wife Penelope and I took a detour to check out the Trona Pinnacles. It was raining pretty heavily and the road was a flooded muddy mess. Our trusty FJ Cruiser handled the gooey clay beautifully.
The Trona Pinnacles jut out of the ground behind a river of muddy water in the foreground.
Roads that have become rivers of mud from the rain crisscross the valley below the Trona Pinnacles.
Mountains illuminated by a ray of sunlight peek out from behind the Trona Pinnacles.