On one Death Valley trip, we traveling photographers stopped in the tiny town of Beatty, Nevada after having checked out nearby ghost towns, including Rhyolite. In Beatty, we came upon a wedding in a bar (of which I so far can find only one or two photos, although I know we shot there for a couple of hours or more), then met and followed “Death Valley Annie” in her ’59 Ford to her combined desert residence/thrift store/junk yard. We also documented various automotive wastage along the way and into the eastern entrance to Death Valley. I also find a roadside photo (no, I did not go inside) of the notorious Cottontail Ranch which suddenly popped up in the middle of the barren desert. And the evening before, we spotted a strategically-placed sheriff’s vehicle with cardboard cutout of an occupant “officer”. A few images here, must be hundreds more somewhere …
