While on the road in Arizona, we passed through “Pie Town”.
It was closed so we couldn’t buy any pie.
The Golden Gate Bridge is breathtaking when covered in fog.
Looking down into the Canyon.
Sunset in Monument Valley.
While walking a trail in Bryce Canyon, I found these trees.
It is absolutely amazing where life will grow.
Mesa Arch Sunrise in Canyonlands National Park in Moab, Utah.
A popular and beautiful destination for many photographers, both professional and amateur.
If you decide to go, arrive hours before sunrise. It gets busy!
…and into the future.
An amazing view from Grand View Point Overlook.
Haven’t visited since 2006. Maybe next year.
It is one of the most beautiful places.
Photograph made from John Ford’s point.
Image made from atop in the High Roller.
It’s Las Vegas’ version of the London Eye.
Grand Canyon sunset on the south rim.
The image is of the Milky Way Galaxy, photographed in the Badlands National Park, South Dakota.
Somewhere in Wyoming on a trip out west,
these folks were outside my window.
…near Marble Canyon and Page, Arizona.
Presently I vacation by daydreaming about previous vacations. Several years ago we (the family) wanted to do something special and we thought zip lining would be perfect. Just outside of Las Vegas in Bootleg Canyon we traveled to the top of a mountain to go zip lining. All we could say was “WOW!” That’s Ashley on my left.
Arches National Park is located in Moeb, Utah. The formation pictured is called “Park Avenue”.
…and into the future.
I was heading in the direction of Socorro, New Mexico.
My destination was the Very Large Array (VLA).
Zombies are everywhere!
A radio telescope, part of the Very Large Array, in Socorro, New Mexico.
Jason reminded me that 10 years + 1 week ago (8-20-09), on our family vacation out west, he and I got lost in Arches National Park, Moab, Utah. I wanted to take a nighttime photo of the Delicate Arch. The arch is 1 mile walk from the car. We trekked in daylight but couldn’t find our way back at night. We had to literally call out “Help”! Someone, who wasn’t lost, came to our rescue and guided us back to our car.
Returning to the hotel, I found Deb (I state this “politely”) unhappy. She was “thisclose” to calling the police. Secretly I think she was happy I had a ton of scratches on my legs from the thick bushes Jay and I walked through on our “lost” journey. (The photo above is from the night.)
Photograph made in Monument Valley, Navajo Nation in Arizona.