A hole in the ground, so big and sort of round.

 The desert quest continues as the vastness of the Mojave seems to become, well less vast. 

Although I tend never to rephotograph the same thing, I do revisit the same places. The image here is a great example of how you can drive past the same scene ten times unaware of what may be hiding. Little did I realize there was a large pit full of old cars. It was like discovering a tomb or a bone grave yard, the cars like mechanical beasts laid to rest hidden from view.