Arches National Park – The California Move Day 2
We drove into Moab, Utah under the cover of darkness the night before then ate a typically awful American-Italian meal with poor wine. I refused to set an alarm assuming I would awaken at 6 to begin our photo tour of Arches National Park.
When I finally looked at the clock it was after 7 and I knew we had to scramble for good light and acceptable temperatures. Juliet and I assumed the park would be cool and interesting. It was in fact far beyond our expectations and we know we will return for a much deeper exploration in the coming years.
One of the first natural masterpieces in the park is the area called Park Avenue. The rock formations look like shadowy buildings along empty streets and if the namesake street looked like this I am pretty sure I would be pleased to live as a beggar along the boulevard.
These kinds of formations are abundant in the park and actually become easy to ignore. I refused to get beauty fatigue as each of these monoliths have worked for millions of years on their performance and all deserve a respectful study.
The compelling arch that draws most people to the park is Delicate Arch. Our tardy awakening forces us to skip the hike to its base (as we had a long drive ahead of us) and so I did the best I could with the zoom. If you click to enlarge you can see the miniature people moving about the arch area.
Juliet representing NOVO coffee in the ANP!
The light on this morning made it tough to get a shot that did not camouflage the arch a bit and I could not get my aperture setting to allow me to get a foreground person in the shot for reference. This arch is actually quite enormous – some 60 feet across and a 60 ton piece crashed to ground there around 15 years ago so people are not allowed to get under the arch now. I have an iPhone shot that will make a later post that I think is more illustrative of its size.
The famous balanced rock of Moab is a bit different from the previous day’s in Colorado National Monument. This one reminds me of some cartoon educational character from my youth. The shot from the opposite side is better I believe but the light would not grant that luxury on this morning.
This place rocks!
Our drive out of Utah provided us with another exceptional surprise as we pulled off the highway to find the badlands of Ghost Rock Canyon. This is where Butch Cassidy supposedly hung out and if so he was much more of a bad ass than the film depicted.
As always Juliet sees something in a way I could not and it is just compelling on film. What a way to exit Utah!
stay tuned tomorrow for “No Fear and Plenty of Loathing in Las Vegas”