There are moments in life in which a photographer feels as if everything just happened for a reason. While I was driving back to the motel after an amazing day spent in the northern part of Death Valley visiting the so-called Racetrack, the sky turned dark and a few drop of water briefly came down while a strong wind started moving from north to south along the valley. I could see in the distance the sand being blown around, while above me the clouds started moving really fast.

I stopped the car, grabbed one of my cameras and the widest lens I had with me and started shooting like crazy. Every few minutes I would go back to the car and drive down the road for half a mile or so. Meanwhile the clouds would change in shape, density, color and direction… time to stop again and shoot more pictures. I have at least 4-5 shots that I can’t wait to see printed big. That afternoon was probably one of the best photographic opportunities that I will ever have in my life and this is one of the best pictures I have taken.