A Single Frame in Mojave

I don’t know if I’ve ever taken just one picture before

It was still dark when I awoke at a Comfort Inn in Barstow, CA. Thanks to the long drive from Northern Arizona the previous day, I had fallen asleep earlier than usual. Seven hours later, I was groping for coffee. It was time to complete the last leg of my 10-day road trip.

My original plan had been to head west on Highway 58 by 6:00 AM. But since I was already moving around, 5:00 seemed reasonable. The only downside would be missing the free breakfast in the hotel…