I was headed east through Nevada on my to Utah and had just outraced a massive thunderstorm. Since this storm was headed west, I decided to circle south to be more at the tail end of the front in hopes of catching some sweet light.
This particular shot was rooted on gut feelings and being ready when the moment presented itself. In fact, I was so excited at this prospect, I foolishly burned an extra tank of gasoline to get here and out in central Nevada, a priceless commodity! I set up for about thirty minutes and hoped that the light would turn knowing that I was at the tail end of the storm with softer clouds. The rest (as they say) was history. The middle of nowhere can be breathtaking affair.
desertsstormsPaul Sebesta, from