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Morning Mr. Smith!
A Wild Ride
The beautiful sandstone rock formations located near the Arizona–Utah border, on the slopes of the Coyote Buttes have always intrigued me. They've called my name for quite some time now and my day had finally come. I was in Page, Arizona with my wife. Shortly after sunset we decided to set out for the trailhead to find the infamous rock formations. A calm drive through the desert turned chaotic quickly as a thunderstorm swept in. We were off road in feet of mud for a good two hours. It was about midnight, when we finally made it to the trailhead. We spent the night in a fellow travelers Van, a true blessing to have shelter from the the storm. Our alarms sounded at 5 am, for us to realize the storm had not yet passed and we were stuck. We waited it out, and as 9am rolled around, the weather broke, the sun came out and we knew it was our time to make a move! We set out on foot and two hours later we came upon our destination. The rock formations were nothing short of what we expected. They were magnificent. I came across a pool of rain water from the storm, with the rock reflecting perfectly in it. The sight stopped me in my tracks. As I set up my camera to take the shot, I paused, remembering all that went into this adventure. All I could think to myself was, Wow, what "A Wild Ride!"
Desert Bloom
Desert Flow
Peek-A-Boo
See Ya Later
It was a scorching 110 degraee day in Death Valley National Park. I woke up early with hopes to beat the heat. I set out to see the unique mystery of the sliding rocks. After driving a few hours on a rugged road through the desolate desert, I came upon a dried lake bed. I parked my truck, packed my bags and began on foot. The weight of my equipment in the intense heat made each step strenuous. I kept seeing rocks in the distance, until I approached to realize it was just a mirage. I had felt like I was out there all day, when I finally came across the infamous sliding rocks! The mystique setting captured me. It was unlike anything I had ever seen. As I starred at the rock through the camera, it was as if the rock was sliding a long yelling, "See Ya Later!"
The Rim