Just a mile or two south of Page, Arizona is a spot where the Colorado River makes a complete 270 degree bend 1000 feet below your view-point. Horseshoe Bend is a popular spot with photographers from all over the world, and with good reason. The view is nothing short of spectacular and it’s a fairly easy to reach location. I recently spent a few days near Page, and until then I had never really placed Horseshoe Bend very high on my list of “must see” landscapes. After shooting sunset one evening and sunrise the following morning, I’m now looking forward to my next opportunity to experience this iconic location.
Located just north of the Arizona-Utah state line, Stud Horse Point is one of the more bizarre landscapes I’ve had the pleasure of experiencing. Multi-colored sandstone and towering hoodoos decorate a steep hillside overlooking miles of open desert leading to the towering walls of Glen Canyon. I recently spent one night of an extended weekend there. Standing approximately thirty to forty feet tall, I have to assume that the main focal point of my composition is the areas namesake. In the distant right hand side of the photo, the southern tip of Lake Powell lies beneath the cliffs.
A final shot from my February trip to the Grand Canyon’s South Rim. This was captured at Pima Point, 24 minutes prior to the photo in my previous post (Get Up!). The sun is still below the horizon, but the soft glow of the sky was enough to delicately illuminate the canyon. Enjoy.
“Mostly cloudy with strong winds.” The weather forecast for sunrise did not look good, but I was only an hour away from the south rim of the Grand Canyon, so I knew I had to take a chance and be there when the sun rose. Driving an hour in the pre-dawn darkness can be a nerve-wracking experience up here. Less than twelve hours ago I’d seen herds of elk and deer along these same roads. I arrived at Pima Point without incident, and before the sun rose. When I shot this, the wind was blowing so hard that I had to hold down my camera/tripod and block them from the wind with my body.
My eyes scanned the jagged cliffs below the Mojave Point viewing area on the Grand Canyon’s south rim, looking for an interesting spot to photograph the sunset. 50 feet below the steel safety wall, a small island of Kaibab sandstone rose above the abyss. A lone pinion pine grew there, not more than two feet tall.
Tourists started gathering along the rail as the sun inched towards the horizon. Some watched with curiosity as I made my way around the wall and very carefully down the steep cliff to the sandstone island. The lone pine made an interesting subject as the light changed from warm and bright to the soft glow seen here. This shot was captured probably ten to fifteen minutes after the sun set.
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A lingering sunset over Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, AZ. Ten years ago, this was known as the “most dangerous National Park in the United States”. The parks southern boundary is the U.S.-Mexico border, and back then drug smugglers were able to drive their trucks right through the barbed wire border fence and into the United States. In 2002, 28 year old park ranger Kris Eggle was shot and killed in a gun battle with drug smugglers in a remote area of the park. Since then, a “vehicle barrier” has replaced the barbed wire fence and U.S. Border Patrol presence has increased dramatically. I was constantly seeing their trucks on route 85, the highway that cuts through the park, and on the park roads. I saw their ATV tracks out in the desert, and their plane flying low over the park at sunrise. In a conversation with one of the park rangers, I learned that the increased Border Patrol activity has pushed most of the smuggling traffic to less scrutinized locations. None the less, I was constantly scanning my surroundings for any suspicious activity.
I want to take a moment to wish all of you a very Merry Christmas, and to thank you for your continued support and encouragement. Your excited and enthusiastic responses to my photography make getting out of a warm sleeping bag before sunrise worthwhile, and take the sting out of the countless cactus thistles I’ve collected in my legs!
This shot is from a cold October morning in Zion National Park back in 2011. After a couple of days of heavy rain and chilly temperatures, I woke to a few inches of fresh snow and clearing skies.
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