I sat in my truck, and through the open passenger window, took photo after photo as this blue heron stood motionless. I changed lenses, snapped a few more, and then I turned off my camera and laid it in on the seat. At that moment, the heron plucked a fish from the pond, looked at […]
When Champagne’s roofed Adam’s house, the crew consisted of Americans in their twenties, but the men who arrived at my house all look like they come from south of our border. I worried that they weren’t legal and that they’d rather I not photograph their faces, but for the sake of the blog, and to […]
Saturday, April 21 In the little town of Escalante, we found out where our contracted shuttle driver was located–the Outfitter/bar/tee-shirt-shop/pizza joint–and made final arrangements. He would lead us to 25-Mile Wash where we’d drop our car, and drive us to the trailhead at Harris Wash. Then we’d hike down Harris toward the Escalante River, down […]
Travis is doing his best to keep me current. It’s a lost cause.