Dawn on the dunes. 
Early Morning. 
Early Morning. 
Lone hiker on his way to summit the dunes with the moon still out overhead. 
Curvy.
Gorgeous.
Everywhere you look the wind and sand have created all sorts of unique patterns. 
Big sand, little sand. 
Tracks. These went on as far as the eye could see. 
Been here for a while. 
Dune into dune. 
Striations in the sand. 
Shredding the dunes. Righteous. 
Three unlikely ecosystems converge. The plains, the desert and the mountains. 
The view from the neighboring Sangre de Cristo Mountains. 
This is what hiking in sand dunes does to a pair of shoes. Great Sand Dunes National Park, Mosca, CO.
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