With all of Escalante’s canyons, the best time of year to visit is in the spring or fall when the temperatures are not extreme, and the crowds are typically less. And out of those two seasonal options, my favorite time of year is late fall – specifically early November.
Utah’s Escalante River SUP first descent
IT’S BEEN PUBLISHED !! As an adventure photographer, I struggle with deciding whether or not to publish something. Especially in my own backyard. Some places are meant to stay secret! …
Why do I shoot alone?
I recently had one of my all-time best days of shooting. And of course, I was alone. I endured freezing rain, massive, powerful gusts of wind and shivered until the night turned to light. If this sounds torturous… well, that’s because to some degree it was. But at the same time it was invigorating, it was exciting and when the darkest midnight hues warmed to light, baby blue, it can be more than worth it.
“Surviving Death” Hollow – Staying Calm in the Throes of Danger
We woke up to the dark echoes of an unfamiliar sound. The canyon roared. Minds began racing; were we high enough? Were we going to need to attempt a scramble up the slick sandstone walls that with one slip would send us tumbling into the clutches of the infamous Death Hollow? Or were we going to escape dry, with the story of a lifetime?
Capturing fall in Coyote Gulch
Together the ribbons of water, the tarnish on the cliff and the colorful leaves of fall have all the elements of a dream photograph. But each time I return home and begin editing, my mind starts spinning and I think, “I could have done more. Maybe if I moved an inch to the left I could have made the composition more balanced… Moved back and given the tree more breathing room… Opened the shutter for another 2 seconds…”.
A birthday trip off the map
For the most part, when I’m shooting in the canyons during the brightest times of the day, I avoid including the sky. The tonal range from the depth of the …
Antone Flats: Hiking above the Escalante and Death Hollow canyons
It’s May and summer was creeping through the grass. The air was heating up and the ground was beginning to crack. The last of spring showers were drizzling overhead and …
Canyonlands: The Maze to the Dollhouse
Now before I get into the nitty-gritty, and I truly mean nitty-gritty, I must preface that I have been 4-wheel driving my whole life. I remember hanging onto the “Oh-shit” …
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