A gorge is just like a slot canyon but a lot bigger. This can make for beautiful lighting. Especially, when the sun is shining on the opposite wall while the wall you are shooting is in shadow. Rocks that are normally brown turn into glowing oranges and reds. The gorge we shot on the Burr Trail Road in the Grand Staircase-Escalante National Monument was nothing short of amazing. We had read about the Swiss cheese effect on the rock faces. We even looked at pictures. But nothing prepared us for what we saw and experienced.
We expected to drive through the gorge, stop for a couple of photos of Swiss cheesed rocks, then head on to the rest of the Burr Trail. When we arrived, we were awed. And we stayed for two hours, clicking away. We had to drag ourselves out of the gorge, kicking and screaming. Kas did the kicking, and I did the screaming.
While walking from one area to another, I commented, “I could have an orgasm looking at these rocks.” Knowing me as well as she does, she said, “you can’t write that in the blog.” I wasn’t going to but now I have to! I really do love a challenge.
Just as we were about to leave, I noticed a yellow tree across the way. As a photographer, I am a sucker for yellow trees. This was just an entre’ into delights on the other side of the gorge. There weren’t any Swiss cheese rocks. Instead, there were zebra-striped patterns and exquisitely lit trees.
Our stop here, although much longer than we thought, was an unplanned highlight of our trip. We can’t wait until we find another gorge to shoot. I think we are becoming cave dwellers, marveling at the diagrams on the walls.
24 hours later…
Guess what? We found another gorge on the next day. We were doing a quick three hour visit to Capital Reef National Park when we stumbled upon another gorge. Again, we were mesmerized.
Remember, it’s all about the light, gorgeous in a gorge!
Nice! I wonder what geological forces formed these rocks.
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