I luckily was able to travel the round-trip 40 mile off-road, bumpy, anxiety-field journey without a flat tire. After hearing so many stories of sedans and SUVs alike suffering flat tires, I had to check every 5 minutes to see if I had escaped yet another scar, so each way took about 1.5 hours. But sunset was well worth the time.
This playa, or dry lake bed, is a textual wonderland with the crisp foreground of the sliding rocks of the racetrack that drift from the repeated cycles of rain turning the lakebed to mud and sharp winds nudging the stones along. The paths made by this process, as well as footprints, last for years. The moving rocks are mainly at the southeast corner of the racetrack, so once I actually found the rocks, I found a couple with the best paths and snapped away at sunset.
Death Valley National Park, CA