R is for Rust

We went on a hiking outing a few years ago with some friends that were part of a camera class we were taking.  The whole idea was to photograph the wildflowers blooming in the desert, but we ended up taking pictures of rust too once we arrived at our destination and found several rusted out buses along the route.

The drive itself was about 75-miles of dirt road full of ruts and rocks, some of which were big ones.  We were glad we didn’t drive our own vehicle.  There were several times I thought we’d be stuck out in the middle of nowhere in the Nevada desert, but somehow we continued.

Flower side of hill

 

 Barren side of hill

 

The flowers were a reward on a hot dry day.  I have to post a couple of those too even though this post is about rust.  What was very strange was that one side of the hill was a carpet of flowers and the other side across the dirt road was barren.

Okay, let’s get back to my topic, rust.  Have you ever noticed how pretty rust can be when it’s on things like this?  It’s very interesting.  What makes things rust in such a manner?  There are definitely many colors here.

After this trip, I started notice things around town with rust on them.

Do adventures like this raise your awareness?