Some desert situations at various times of suitable days can be delightfully quiet. A few years ago I was privileged to visit Vaalputs, a nuclear waste repository in South Africa. One of my companions said in effect: "The silence hits one like a blast."
With no wind and nothing audible for miles, it was lovely. I have never been in a place too quiet for me.
Technically Mike is correct about anechoic rooms etc, but there is a sort of emotional stillness about the open air with not even a grasshopper stridulating...