May 02, 2025

Stanislaus State Director of Marketing and Digital Strategy Mandeep Khaira chronicled Associate Professor of Geography Alison McNally, Lecturer Chuck Bowen and 17 students on their Death Valley field study, held every other spring break.

walking out of Titus Canyon, Death Valley
Walking out of Titus Canyon

“I wish we knew we were in the good times during the good times,” Steven said, referencing The Office and it stuck. Because that’s what this trip was for all those who got to experience it: the good times. Not loud or flashy, but found in the quiet awe of Titus Canyon, the life in the desert, the surprise of the magnitude of the impact of wind and especially water.

We came expecting heat and maybe discomfort but left with stories that surprised us. Laughter over a cracking campfire or the glow of a laptop screen as we admired the first day. A moment of stillness beneath towering canyon walls. The strange and beautiful texture of salt at Devil’s Golf Course. Lizards darting across the path from their camouflaged spots. The kangaroo rats playing footsies with August as he sat barefoot at the campsite. Conversations that revealed more than we anticipated.

And here’s the thing, what made this trip so unforgettable wasn’t just Death Valley’s extreme beauty, it was the people and the passion for learning.

In some way, a visit to Death Valley answers the question, what makes Stan State unique? It’s not just our setting in the heart of California’s Central Valley, a region that shapes who we are with its resilience, diversity and connection to the land. It’s also the rare moments that take learning beyond the classroom walls. What makes Stan State so special is the people who make it possible.

Charles "Chuck" Bowen and Alison McNally looking out to Badwater Basin from Natural Bridge Canyon entrance
Charles "Chuck" Bowen and Alison McNally looking out to Badwater Basin from Natural Bridge Canyon entrance

Other universities may have passionate faculty, but they don’t have Chuck, who brings history to life through the land itself or Professor McNally (’05), who doesn’t just talk about geography, she walks you through it. Literally. Step by step, layer by layer, story by story. An alumna of this class, so it's a full circle moment for her to be teaching this class now.

Other universities may also have bright, driven students, but they don’t have Hunter or Jericho, whose deep, personal relationships with the desert made them ready to see it through a new lens. They don’t have Aaliyah, Alyssa P., Alyssa R., August, Cameron, Cody, Cole, Danny, Jack, Juan, Sergio, Sharlien, Taylor, Francisco and Steven, who brought their whole selves into this experience; curious, open and willing to be challenged and changed.

Some found meaning in the geology, in the sheer power of water, wind and time carving Golden Canyon. Others were struck by the weirdness and complexity of the desert ecology. “Every little thing on this planet has a story,” Cody said. “You might not know it, but somebody does. There’s a story everywhere you look.” That curiosity stayed with us.

students looking out at the view in the distance in Death Valley
An unexpected pause. Construction held us up but the view held us longer. Sometimes the detour is the moment.

All the students shared around a campfire what resonated, how the land invited them to slow down, to notice. How it shifted their relationship with nature, from something to conquer to something to be present with. “It’s not about fighting to survive here,” Hunter reflected, “but adapting and living in harmony.”

The group changed too. Some had come in barely knowing each other’s names. By the end, it was a band, tight-knit, dusty/salt-shoed, maybe a little sunburned, but full of inside jokes, shared glances and an unspoken agreement, these were the good times.

This isn’t just about a trip to the desert. It’s about the discovery of land, of each other, of self. Of how even the smallest detail, like the shimmer of a lizard or the silence of a slot canyon, can become a moment that sticks with you.

Taylor presents on Timbisha Shoshone at the Harmony Borax Works
Taylor presents on Timbisha Shoshone at Harmony Borax Works

So, scroll through these images and see what we saw: the beauty, the weirdness, the stillness and the joy. And maybe, like us, you’ll realize you’re in the good times too.

Mornings on the campsite started with climate checks using an anemometer and sling psychrometer. For my first time camping, I expected heat and discomfort, but it wasn’t that. What I didn’t expect was how quickly a group of strangers would become something closer. Between shared meals, long hikes and quiet moments, a community formed without us trying.

Furnace Creek Campground
morning climate checks using an anemometer and sling psychrometer

The wind out there was wild. Tents flapped through the night, some nearly flattened at times, but no one let it shake their spirit. If anything, it added to the adventure. We woke up tired, windswept and still ready to see more.

dust in the air at the campground
Photo Credit: Alison McNally

From the top of the world, or at least it felt that way. Looking out from Dante's View, everything below seemed both impossibly vast and strangely close.

Road up to Dante's View
students sketching and taking in views at Dante's View
Students in the distance looking out at Dante's View

After a “fun” drive up a dirt road, we continued with a hike to Greenwater Canyon. Everyone moved forward, minds full, and Chuck, as always, took it in stride, just a few steps behind. Greenwater held so much history and life in its walls. From petroglyphs to cacti growing over rocks to textured formations shaped by water, this canyon was full of wonder.

hike to Greenwater Canyon
students on rocks in Greenwater
students analyzing rock surface
cactus growing in the rocks
canyon wall texture
Chuck Bowen
2025 marked Chuck’s last visit with this class, he’ll be retiring soon. After years of guiding students through Death Valley, he reflected on the changes he’s seen in the land and in the students, sharing how much he’s been moved by their curiosity and connection to the experience. 

Golden Canyon lives up to its name. The walls glow, the path winds and every turn feels like you’ve stepped into something ancient and alive. It was probably the most uncomfortable hike because of the heat, but the students who made it up to Red Cathedral said it was worth every step. For many, this was a favorite stop.

students exploring Golden Canyon with Chuck Bowen and Alison McNally

Rhyolite was once a booming mining town in the early 1900s, now it’s a reminder of how fast things change. Walking through what’s left, you can almost imagine the life that once filled these streets. The Tom Kelly Bottle House still stands, pieced together with over 50,000 glass bottles.

Ghost town building at Rhyolite
student sketching in field journal
Chuck admiring the Tom Kelly Bottle House

Long before Death Valley was a national park, it was a place of labor and industry. Harmony Borax Works operated in the 1880s, with 20-mule teams hauling borax across the desert. What’s left now are weathered ruins and rusted wheels, reminders of the people, effort and harsh conditions that shaped part of this land’s story.

Harmony Borax Works ruins
students hiking up Harmony Borax Works hills

Sketching the land to understand it. With Zabriskie Point and Manly Peak in the distance, a quiet moment to slow down and really see.

Student sketching with Zabriskie Point and Manly Peak in the distance
coming down hill at Zabriskie Point

Up close, it looks like coral; sharp, strange, beautiful. The salt formations at Devil’s Golf Course remind you that even the harshest landscapes hold unexpected wonders.

salt formations at Devil’s Golf Course
students exploring Devil’s Golf Course
student in Devil’s Golf Course

From a distance, Artist’s Palette looks like a watercolor spilled across the hills. Up close, you can see why, and each hue is a clue to the minerals and forces that shaped this place.

Artist’s Palette
Artist’s Palette
Artist’s Palette
Artist’s Palette

The Mesquite Dunes look simple from afar, but up close, they’re full of life. Every step shifts beneath your feet while lizards dart into creosote bushes and hardy plants hold their ground. The tracks, the textures and the quiet resilience was all around us.

students exploring the dunes
student poses for photo in the dunes
student at the top of a dune mound

Mosaic Canyon is like a natural sculpture gallery, with smooth walls in one area, rough in another, polished narrows and stone patterns shaped by flash floods over centuries. Surrounded by canyon walls that tell stories of time and erosion, it's hard not to feel small yet part of something much larger. The desert reveals itself in layers, each one more awe-inspiring than the last.

Mosaic Canyon
taking a moment and getting a lesson in Mosaic Canyon
Lizard on a rock in Mosaic Canyon
students explore Mosaic Canyon
Mosaic Canyon

The hike to Natural Bridge Canyon was full of lessons. Evidence of water’s power was everywhere. Carved walls, smooth channels and unexpected textures told stories of floods that shaped and reshaped the landscape. Then around the bend, the bridge itself, a reminder of how much change water and wind can leave behind.

Natural Bridge Canyon
students taking a break in Natural Bridge Canyon
Professor McNally in Natural Bridge Canyon
students observing the natural bridge at Natural Bridge Canyon
group photo in Natural Bridge Canyon
student heading out of Natural Bridge Canyon

282 feet below sea level, and somehow it still lifted us. There’s something humbling about standing in a place so extreme, where salt crusts stretch endlessly and time feels suspended.

students in Badwater Basin
students exploring Badwater Basin
professor and student exploring Badwater Basin

I climbed down into Ubehebe Crater and back up again! It was steep, messy and a little intense. But standing at the bottom, then rising out of it, felt like a metaphor I didn’t know I needed.

looking at rocks at the rim of Ubehebe Crater
Ubehebe Crater
Ubehebe Crater floor, dry and cracked
storm seen in the distance from Ubehebe Crater

The wash at Mesquite Springs was full of life and texture. The ground was dry, as expected, but we found layers of plants, animal tracks and signs of water moving through. Every step was a reminder that even in a desert, nothing stays still for long. This is also where McNally pointed out a rare rock, “leavarite.” You know, the kind you admire and leave right where you found it.

Mesquite Springs wash
exploring the wash at Mesquite Springs
so much to explore in Mesquite Springs
Mesquite Springs
analyzing rocks at Mesquite Springs
Cactus near rock

Titus Canyon felt like walking through time. Towering walls, layered rock and winding paths shaped by water and wind made it one of the most awe-inspiring places we visited. It was quiet, powerful and humbling all at once. One of my favorite moments was seeing Professor McNally’s face light up the second she realized the name, Titus, just like our mascot. It was a perfect last stop on this adventure.

sitting at the floor of Titus Canyon
Titus Canyon
walking out of Titus Canyon

This group didn’t just pass through the desert; they left a mark. In the way they showed up for each other, embraced challenge, and engaged deeply with the land, they reminded us what learning and community can really look like.

2025 Death Valley group