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When the tarantula crawled across my leg I began to wonder if mine was such a bright idea. There I was, crouched among the cacti and lizards trying to protect my camera and my eyes from the blowing sand. Just yards away a military security patrol passes by thankfully unaware of my presence. If they knew I was here, my chances of capturing images of the super secret AX-17 stealth aircraft on film would evaporate as fast as rain in this hot box of desert real estate. The harshness of the desert was enough to make me seriously question my choice of professions, but what I saw that day would not only astound me but make me dig my heals in deeper into the eclectic obsession known as stealth chasing.