Wednesday, June 26, 2013


In Zion National Park

Zion National Park

What I really loved about hiking the Narrows, aside from just being able to spend hours here alone, was the lighting.

The canyon walls are so high that there is almost no direct light. It's diffuse, bouncing and reflecting all the beautiful colors of the canyon walls, especially early in the morning. 

The play of light among the little pools of water were exquisite. I plan to return soon and explore Orderville canyon next.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

1100 feet above Zion Canyon at Scouts Lookout on the way to Angels Landing.  The early morning sun is just peeking over the canyon walls. 

Monday, June 24, 2013

Sunday, June 23, 2013

The Narrows Of Zion

I've struggled to define my experience hiking the Zion Narrows as I've had few experiences so profound. It was an absolute gift to be able to have spent the amount of solitary time I had here in the morning hours this week. I often stood awed and in a complete state of humbleness, reveling in the very moment. Often stopping to look behind me with a bit of disbelief as to my own comings and goings. Suddenly your own life becomes bigger than the character you play.

Physically challenging at times and footing that requires constant mental awareness in order to protect my camera gear. Most of the hike is in water often waist deep and contatntly flowing over large often slippery boulders. 
This was the first photo I shot inside the canyon.

What I found was the most amazingly soft bounce light on the canyon walls and reflected water. At times, the slot canyon walls were so steep that, in the interior it became quite dark, then around the next corner I would see this ethereal glow beckon me around one more and then one more... It's one of those hikes that becomes metaphoric in a way. I'd hoped as I left I'd done some justice to the light but mostly I came away knowing a lot more about myself than when I went in. 
That's a pretty heavy trip! 

Sunday, June 16, 2013

In some esoteric teachings, Zion is referred to as a spiritual point from which reality emerges. Also a fitting narrative for the brilliant red, cream and pink towering sandstone cliffs. This road I'd taken was home to a coral sandy ground, spring-fed waterfalls, hanging gardens and the magnificent Virgin River is also known as Zion. Zion National Park in Southern, Utah.

In a few days, I'll return to hike the Narrows and Angel's Landing. 

Tuesday, June 04, 2013

“Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience, wait it out It's all about timing.” 
― Stacey Charter

Outdoor Photographer Magazine

Featured Photo for the Cloudy Days "Assignment" gallery.