Traveling Tuesday - Canyonlands


 






2025 Canyonlands National Park

Hot.  It was Hot.  July.  Hot.
What I'm liking about my photographs.  
Photo 4.  I don't know who those people are on the near cliff edge upper left.  I typically try to avoid capturing other visitors- particularly those I don't know.  And, yet, sometimes they add something I end up loving.  Here, I think the addition gives additional perspective on the scale of this canyon.  They are tiny, tiny, tiny and the canyon, not so much.  
This is also the only photo  that includes the way the ground seems to split on the floor of the canyons.  I wonder what it is like up close.  From the vantage of the scenic look outs, it is much like dried mud that is splitting.  Obviously, I did not attend any ranger talks.

Photo 3.  I love the road that winds down the ledge, into the canyon and beyond.  Snaking along until it vanishes in the distance.

Photo 2.  The textures.  The piles.  Deadwood. Brush.  Rock.

Photo 1.  This arch was a very heavily visited feature.  You don't see the top.  I think it was likely covered with humans.  I wanted to capture seeing the canyon and distant spires through the arch.  

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