This is a 54 mile dirt and gravel road that reaches Lake Powell and the Glen Canyon National Recreation Area in Southern Utah. It should be named “Hole In The Head Road” because you must have one to finish this. It begins near the town of Escalante and The Escalante Grand Staircase National Monument. The end of the road is Hole In The Rock, where Mormon settlers used a small gap in the sandstone to reach the Colorado River and beyond in order to settle into Southeastern Utah (More On The Hole in a later post).
My favorite images from 2016. I enjoyed the adventure of capturing them all for my website Dawn2Dawn Photography Looking forward to a great 2017. Happy New Years everyone. Watch in HD at full screen. Music is “Stranger Still” by Vetiver and can be purchased at iTunes
The Kaibab National Forest is an anomaly in a land of deep red rock canyons and desert scrub. Situated high on a plateau, the Kaibab reaches some 9,000 feet into the Northern Arizona sky.
Cedar Breaks National Monument is a geologic marvel but in July, visitors come for the floral display. At over 10,000 feet in elevation, the seasons arrive later than sooner.
The Coneflower can take on many shapes and looks. It’s the ultimate shape shifter!
Images from blooming Prickly Pear Cactus and the sticky Cholla Cactus
Half the fun of photographing a special place like the Grand Canyon is the drive and adventure to get there. Especially when it’s a remote location such as Toroweap. The drive from Southern Utah into Northern Arizona presents some classic western scenes along the highway where I could picture John Wayne mounting a Calvary charge. (He actually filmed some great movies in this area).
You can drive up to 45 MPH on this stretch of dirt road.
About 20 MPH here.
Zero MPH. I actually decided to back up here. When you’re 70 miles from the nearest town, you don’t take chances. This was at the end anyways.
I never heard of fiddlenecks until I tried to find out what kind of flower I was photographing because there were about a billion of them. In the foothills of the Tehachapi Mountains along Highway 58 are acres and acres of them blossoming.
Wildflowers were blooming along California’s Pacific Ocean Coastline. Some, I recognize, others I couldn’t identify even with my flower book.