Very slow wi-fi here at the Bryce Canyon Lodge, which can be forgiven because everything else is exquisite. We started the day at Capitol Reef National Park, then meandered along Route 12 (an awesome motorcycle road, but pretty nice in a car too) to make our way to Bryce. Tomorrow we go exploring, weather permitting (we arrived during an impressive thunder storm).
Turn in any direction in any part of Capitol Reef National Park for a beautiful view.
When he was a little boy, his need to climb everything drove me crazy. Now it’s kind of amusing.
Making friends everywhere we go.
Bidding farewell to Capitol Reef.
Taking a break on Route 12, which took us through deserts, forests, mountains, canyons, and all the way to Bryce.
The view right outside our cabin at Bryce Canyon Lodge. Tomorrow we explore!
At the Kiva Koffeehouse outside Escalante. After we return I’ll blog about the many photographic lessons I’ve learned on this non-photographic vacation, but the most important lesson so far is this: I thought that I was taking this trip for John, so he could see this part of the country that I love so much. But I realized today that he is also taking this trip for me.
Another driving day. Due to late coffee and middle-of-the-night work ghosts, I didn’t get much sleep and we got a late start on the day, which involved driving from Kayenta, Arizona to Torrey, Utah. The landscape was magnificent but the light was not, and there were precious few places we could have stopped on many of the narrow highways, so not a lot of photos. Still a good day listening to music and enjoying the magnificent vistas, many of which were recorded as neurochromes.
The rock for which Mexican Hat, Utah is named.
Yield to friendly ghost clouds.
Natural Bridges National Monument, which is very difficult to photograph in midday light.
I enjoy the clouds very much on this trip, except when they shoot lightning at us.
There are a bazillion different types of landscape in Utah. Later, as the storm clouds overtook us near Capitol Reef, we passed through a reasonable facsimile of Mordor, but didn’t take any pictures.
John at Mexican Hat.
Today was an all driving day, from Ojai, California to Holbrook, Arizona. Online weather reports called for sunny skies along the route, and proved just as accurate as television weather reports.
6:00 AM in Ojai was lovely. Now, I know they say “red sky at morning, sailor take warning,” but we were not sailing, so I didn’t think much of it.
In Needles, California, John took the wheel. As we approached Kingman, Arizona, both of us suspected there might be weather ahead. The lighting striking on both sides of the road every few minutes was another clue.
We don’t see many of these in Ojai, but when my phone started blaring flash flood warnings every few minutes, I thought it might be a thunderstorm. The frequent lightning was beautiful and terrifying.
I don’t have any pictures of us driving through the thunderstorm, because I was too busy controlling my bladder, but here’s a shot of John concentrating on not getting us killed.
Having cheated death, we stopped at the Roadkill Cafe in Seligman for a late lunch. Here, John sees how they keep tourists from sitting in the dilapidated car.
I’m sure this works better than a sign.
Very nice to photograph John OUTSIDE a jail cell. After this, we pretty much just flew through Flagstaff and landed in Holbrook. Now we get some rest for tomorrow’s adventures in the Painted Desert and Canyon de Chelly.
The 24mm f/2.8 has me pointing my camera at everything. This lens is like a 35mm lens on a 35mm camera, and that, along with the 50mm, falls into the category of “normal” lenses. In my youth, I eschewed “normal” lenses, so this perspective and way of framing things is all new to me. What fun.
Hanging out in my sister’s backyard with the 105 f/2.8 Micro. Nothing fancy, just having some fun with a camera.
My niece blew bubbles, her daughter popped them, and I tried to catch a few in between.
Usually I resist photographing birds at feeders, but that’s where the bird was, so…