. Death Valley .

December, 2003: Death Valley was never my idea of a dream vacation. Until I went. The vivid colors of its badlands and canyon walls were hard to see from the eyes of a teenager in a non air conditioned van in the heat of summer. The unique formations of salt flats and golf courses were much more appreciated this time around... in the 70 degree winter.

Sunset over the Panamint Mountains and Devil's Golf Course.


Devil's Golf Course: "Only the Devil could play golf here".


The golf course and canyon at sunset.


Golden Canyon at sunset.


Mom and Yik checking out the hike for the next day at the mouth of Golden Canyon.


Manly Beacon in the badlands from above the valley.


The badlands through the clouds.


Death Valley from above.


Sea level, at Badwater, from 282 ft. below.


Yik and Yeung representing at the lowest point in North America.


Salt flats at Badwater.


More salt flats. Anywhere else in December it would be snow...


Yik doing his National Geographic thing.


Yik and Yeung chilling under the Natural Bridge.


Yik's fired up about the dried up waterfall overhead.


Dad taking a picture from under the Natural Bridge.


Yee and Yeung after the hike enjoying the sunset.


Mom and the Red Cathedral.


Golden Canyon.


More Golden Canyon.


S'more Golden Canyon.


Mom admiring Golden Canyon.


Conservatory of Flowers in Golden Gate Park.