Pictures of the Week 2008-22
Hello All,
Our first venture out of Page, AZ was to Antelope Canyon. The canyon has been on Dave’s “bucket list” for a number of years. He saw photos of it in a magazine and has been anxious to see it ever since.
As the story goes, in 1931 a Navajo girl herding her sheep was drawn to a gash in a huge block of copper colored sandstone. Stepping into the crack, she found herself in a crevice featuring wide chambers alternating with narrow passageways. What she discovered is now known as Antelope Canyon.
Antelope Canyon is a “slot canyon” and is one of natures most wonderful creations. Photographers are captivated by the ever changing hues of the canyon. Colors change before one’s eyes from yellow to orange to pink to rust. The striations in the sandstone are almost incandescent from their centuries of scouring by water and wind.
The canyon is on the Navajo Nation Indian Reservation near Page and a Navajo authorized guide must accompany all visitors. They stopped allowing visitors into the canyon on their own, because people were damaging it by scratching their names in the walls, shooting guns, and building fires--people can be so stupid!!
We chose to take a midday tour when the sun is directly overhead, since the only light in the canyon is provided by the sun. They transport you from Page to the canyon via four-wheel drive truck. You travel up a sand wash to the canyon entrance. To say it was a bit bumpy would be an understatement!!
Our first venture out of Page, AZ was to Antelope Canyon. The canyon has been on Dave’s “bucket list” for a number of years. He saw photos of it in a magazine and has been anxious to see it ever since.
As the story goes, in 1931 a Navajo girl herding her sheep was drawn to a gash in a huge block of copper colored sandstone. Stepping into the crack, she found herself in a crevice featuring wide chambers alternating with narrow passageways. What she discovered is now known as Antelope Canyon.
Antelope Canyon is a “slot canyon” and is one of natures most wonderful creations. Photographers are captivated by the ever changing hues of the canyon. Colors change before one’s eyes from yellow to orange to pink to rust. The striations in the sandstone are almost incandescent from their centuries of scouring by water and wind.
The canyon is on the Navajo Nation Indian Reservation near Page and a Navajo authorized guide must accompany all visitors. They stopped allowing visitors into the canyon on their own, because people were damaging it by scratching their names in the walls, shooting guns, and building fires--people can be so stupid!!
We chose to take a midday tour when the sun is directly overhead, since the only light in the canyon is provided by the sun. They transport you from Page to the canyon via four-wheel drive truck. You travel up a sand wash to the canyon entrance. To say it was a bit bumpy would be an understatement!!
Upon arrival our guide briefed us with a few
rules. One, no defacing the canyon in
any manner, and two, no flash photography.
Flash does not harm the canyon
but it destroys the beauty of the beams and the glow of sunlight streaming into
the canyon.
The different hues and shapes
were mind boggling at times!!
At its tallest point the canyon is 132 feet high
and stretches about a half mile long.
The floor is a powdery sand.
At various times our guide
would throw a hand full of sand into the air for some amazing effects in the
light beams.
They would also throw sand on
the side walls which would produce a “sand” waterfall effect.
Near the end of the canyon the
guide instructed Barb on how and where to hold her camera for a photo looking
outside. After taking the photo he said “now
can you see the bear?” It was
awesome! Can you see the standing bear
in the photo?
Until next time,
Dave & Barb
The Traveling Browns
Dave & Barb
The Traveling Browns