Personal Work: Desert Shores at the Salton Sea

Upon my arrival at LAX airport, I am greeted with the rush of people who's faces I do not recognize an a sting in the air. The sting of warmer temperatures and a waft of smog and exhaust. I'm met with flashing lights and a familiar smile of family. Los Angeles has always had something to offer me in a major way and this annual trip makes all the nervous anxiety of sitting in a plane worth it. My primary motivation on these trips is to reconnect with family, to reconnect with the west coast hot rod scene and squeeze as much out of life as I can foregoing sleep to make this annual trip more exciting than the last but all in all that is a difficult task but that motivation I will never waver from.

We set off on an otherwise cloudy Monday morning for Desert Shores, California. The Salton Sea was a place I have visited just a year prior in all of its splendor but I knew there were places I had missed that make the long days at work that have my head spinning at the possibility that I do not like to leave a stone upturned to discover whats left and shoot everything I can. A few hours later we ended up in clear skies, among the odd palm tree forests of the desert. Walking the over cooked black top streets and this is what I found. Word of advice...even in December, do not wear a wool flannel. This will be the first set of my 2016 trip to the Salton Sea. Thank you and enjoy.