As beautiful as Sedona is, its souvenir shops provide a tacky balance.
A Catholic Chapel designed and built in the 1950’s.
A trail circumnavigating the Courthouse and Bell Rock features.
Early morning hike in Sedona.
It took us two hours climbing to reach this spot. “How did you get there?” we yelled to several people who were standing on a very large rock early in the morning at Chicken Point, “Jeep,” one answered.
Highway #17 between Flagstaff and Page.
Three guns: One, we followed an SUV into Phoenix with a pink decal on its back window of an AR 15. Two, we saw posters in Page that read, "What Part of ‘Not to be Infringed’ do you not understand?”. Three: The Corner Table Restaurant in Oak Creek Canyon had a sign with a rifle and the international “no” sign running through it with the words, “No Firearms Allowed.” Whew! We dined and weren’t shot.
Where the Colorado River outdoes itself.
One of hundreds of images taken by hundreds of people at Horseshoe Bend, AZ. Getting to this spot required a .7 mile hike up and down a hill in sand, yet old ladies in long dresses were not to be left behind,
Sandstone in late afternoon light along the steps leading to the overlook.
Maidenhair ferns clinging to a cliff in Page, Arizona.
No moose, no elk, one deer, and this little guy, outside of Page, AZ.
“Which one is yours?” I asked the gentleman sitting. “Those two,” he answered, pointing to the Port-o-lets.
The most coveted tour times are close to noon when in the spring and summer light, beams flow into the canyon. Even without the guide throwing sand into the light the beams reveal the beauty of the canyon at midday.
Antelope Canyon is spectacular enough without our guide having to shovel sand onto a ledge so we could take time exposures of the sand flowing off like a stream.
We were told where to shoot, what lens to use. I managed to ignore as much of his “advice” as I could.
Five Companies, all owned by Navajo Indians, lead tours into Upper Antelope Canyon. It’s early May. Photo tours are booked through November,
As beautiful as Sedona is, its souvenir shops provide a tacky balance.
A Catholic Chapel designed and built in the 1950’s.
A trail circumnavigating the Courthouse and Bell Rock features.
Early morning hike in Sedona.
It took us two hours climbing to reach this spot. “How did you get there?” we yelled to several people who were standing on a very large rock early in the morning at Chicken Point, “Jeep,” one answered.
Highway #17 between Flagstaff and Page.
Three guns: One, we followed an SUV into Phoenix with a pink decal on its back window of an AR 15. Two, we saw posters in Page that read, "What Part of ‘Not to be Infringed’ do you not understand?”. Three: The Corner Table Restaurant in Oak Creek Canyon had a sign with a rifle and the international “no” sign running through it with the words, “No Firearms Allowed.” Whew! We dined and weren’t shot.
Where the Colorado River outdoes itself.
One of hundreds of images taken by hundreds of people at Horseshoe Bend, AZ. Getting to this spot required a .7 mile hike up and down a hill in sand, yet old ladies in long dresses were not to be left behind,
Sandstone in late afternoon light along the steps leading to the overlook.
Maidenhair ferns clinging to a cliff in Page, Arizona.
No moose, no elk, one deer, and this little guy, outside of Page, AZ.
“Which one is yours?” I asked the gentleman sitting. “Those two,” he answered, pointing to the Port-o-lets.
The most coveted tour times are close to noon when in the spring and summer light, beams flow into the canyon. Even without the guide throwing sand into the light the beams reveal the beauty of the canyon at midday.
Antelope Canyon is spectacular enough without our guide having to shovel sand onto a ledge so we could take time exposures of the sand flowing off like a stream.
We were told where to shoot, what lens to use. I managed to ignore as much of his “advice” as I could.
Five Companies, all owned by Navajo Indians, lead tours into Upper Antelope Canyon. It’s early May. Photo tours are booked through November,