tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87302193076049962542024-03-13T18:12:16.297+01:00365 Days in Zion365 Days in Zion is a photographic experience by Karen and Christian Williams as we spent an entire year capturing Zion National Park admist rain, snow, flash floods, brush fires, and the ever hopeful, bright blue skies that typify in Southern Utah in the United States of America.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3671999tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-5872523528671280542010-09-26T16:55:00.005+02:002010-09-26T17:14:52.975+02:00Day 365+1: September 26, 2005 - End of the Road<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAeBmnj2iG8ut8o08jf8zA6H9qGYThDFYQlryDGyD9KuA8vdpRxHPqqGLXBEx6SvwaWRkDSF5W6xk-zIZFBbK3cY0P_rm_TqMsIqG8S9j5KkZfn8WRwsmGtx-c1W8fpMFhZF3qJy0LXpI/s1600/092605-KolobRoadView-720512.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521235955250218994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAeBmnj2iG8ut8o08jf8zA6H9qGYThDFYQlryDGyD9KuA8vdpRxHPqqGLXBEx6SvwaWRkDSF5W6xk-zIZFBbK3cY0P_rm_TqMsIqG8S9j5KkZfn8WRwsmGtx-c1W8fpMFhZF3qJy0LXpI/s800/092605-KolobRoadView-720512.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">by Karen Williams</span><br /></em>Just to be on the safe side, we spent an extra day in Zion. The views from the Kolob Reservoir Road are fantastic, and not often travelled on. It's also a great jumping off point for day hikes, overnights, or access to the Subway.</p><p class="mobile-photo"></p><br /><br /><p class="mobile-photo">There was a huge sense of relief at coming to the end of the 365 Days in Zion project. Spending every day hiking around in Zion was amazing, but searching out a perfect picture every day was difficult. Zion has more wonder than the two of us could ever hope to capture, and the only thing lacking on days where our photography struggled was our creativity. The project was great to push us, and now having done it, we feel that we could go back and do it right!</p><p class="mobile-photo"></p><br /><br /><p class="mobile-photo">Sorting through all of our thousands of photos to find some to put up on this blog was the first round to identifying photos for a book project. Hopefully it won't take as long for stage 2!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-43111755478750588792010-09-25T22:35:00.000+02:002010-09-25T22:35:11.218+02:00Day 365: September 25, 2005 - West Temple<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSHVY1z8EgrXVtHMPmCXAtS-nda5oMk6MaJs0M8FrzzxzHdwV6_-Xa6-di6cIRvygckGxNsXIhHwn1bv1usbf7AHHUS6IqJEfz4A62OmBOZRr4WTbPCKSYyWZ4coP1rYpJQ6omMc2baT0/s1600/092505-WestTemple-732023.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520949957783064898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSHVY1z8EgrXVtHMPmCXAtS-nda5oMk6MaJs0M8FrzzxzHdwV6_-Xa6-di6cIRvygckGxNsXIhHwn1bv1usbf7AHHUS6IqJEfz4A62OmBOZRr4WTbPCKSYyWZ4coP1rYpJQ6omMc2baT0/s800/092505-WestTemple-732023.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
The West Temple from the west side of Zion. The large red dome in the foreground reminds me of a more spectacular form of the famous <a href="http://www.google.com/images?q=ayers+rock&oe=utf-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=og&sa=N&hl=en&tab=wi&biw=1680&bih=923">Ayers Rock</a> in Australia. <br />
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<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGSp0nASpx8iSlBzOtRfYP77Ff2uMMvg48cldkZKjJuiXuaFKLbNjW1FFDuKkoJRnkOM5T4QIqBZKhEa9ETONCwUnnhSGSx-J821V_GzxRD6-SZMNct061VeG1uIiPRUU3GeMfSJ4TAHw/s1600/092505-EastTempleChris-733896.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520949967690063106" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGSp0nASpx8iSlBzOtRfYP77Ff2uMMvg48cldkZKjJuiXuaFKLbNjW1FFDuKkoJRnkOM5T4QIqBZKhEa9ETONCwUnnhSGSx-J821V_GzxRD6-SZMNct061VeG1uIiPRUU3GeMfSJ4TAHw/s800/092505-EastTempleChris-733896.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Karen Williams</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">It's fitting that on the last day of our photo project in Zion, I capture the quintessential picture of a photographer in Zion. I love the way the elements are arranged in this picture, with the foreground compressed up against the background.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">One more bonus picture with some final thoughts tomorrow (we added an extra day at the end, just in case we counted wrong by a day!) 366 days in Zion for no extra charge! </span><i><br />
</i></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-82835201388094263652010-09-24T21:16:00.000+02:002010-09-24T21:16:35.439+02:00Day 364: September 24, 2005 - West Rim<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTEBC6_Ng_aIdrqGRJocaGKocnyxW2uslLoX4IzXChDptMMKKQ_nvZlMXZz2IEst1qo2W8ZID44ORWCQn9KoK30RldJskmpQfhXZzxgpk3D50SXboaePaK80BuJsyzX9E9bbvVmmbcOE/s1600/092405-WestRimDescent-704719.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520559431091467698" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTEBC6_Ng_aIdrqGRJocaGKocnyxW2uslLoX4IzXChDptMMKKQ_nvZlMXZz2IEst1qo2W8ZID44ORWCQn9KoK30RldJskmpQfhXZzxgpk3D50SXboaePaK80BuJsyzX9E9bbvVmmbcOE/s800/092405-WestRimDescent-704719.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
With the project coming to an end, we decided to spend the last days of our 365 day project hiking across the West Rim in Zion. Coming down the West Rim, the view is spectacular, and a little bit unnerving. This picture might not do it justice, but the slick rock trail winds down the face of a shear cliff with nothing but the valley below.<br />
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<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCueMpgiXPBlgq6s62ATPpqZPdrKDgPp4CbeNJRwdL54ZuIo3vkbUpxFSAZGYppSkDWFBTLyf6spv0bAA8p3nMCy8zmzKobVy_PWHtfiR-wsjVfjp67a7flRxqCMhBxCg6IxS8XAvTBns/s1600/092405-WestRimClouds-706035.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520559435962086754" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCueMpgiXPBlgq6s62ATPpqZPdrKDgPp4CbeNJRwdL54ZuIo3vkbUpxFSAZGYppSkDWFBTLyf6spv0bAA8p3nMCy8zmzKobVy_PWHtfiR-wsjVfjp67a7flRxqCMhBxCg6IxS8XAvTBns/s800/092405-WestRimClouds-706035.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">After descending the West Rim face, and looking back across the valley we were rewarded with this amazing view.</span><i> </i></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-16613754412217136072010-09-23T20:55:00.002+02:002010-09-24T21:12:23.931+02:00Day 363: September 23, 2005 - West Rim at Sunset<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzIqIJCTby-FMBqGFMF_rjbtpgcupIWx9d9LdRiCW4TFj33vvnpVxj71bRfmDQEkf4qxvMHWkVsATCQnE7DJ6YkmFZEuORUk4ybYqjPTwSINenejYvo2-hEqboNaMaUR-C98oPfgulC4Q/s1600/092305-WestRimSunset-757252.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519813615953900962" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzIqIJCTby-FMBqGFMF_rjbtpgcupIWx9d9LdRiCW4TFj33vvnpVxj71bRfmDQEkf4qxvMHWkVsATCQnE7DJ6YkmFZEuORUk4ybYqjPTwSINenejYvo2-hEqboNaMaUR-C98oPfgulC4Q/s800/092305-WestRimSunset-757252.jpg" /></a><br />
<i><span style="font-size: 78%;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
The cloudy sky became a sea of color as the sun was setting over the West Rim. From my viewpoint which overlooked a seeming endless expanse of mountains, I could scarcely take in the beauty of the white faced mountains and the beautiful array of warm colors in the sky above.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-59253847675026628822010-09-22T20:55:00.006+02:002010-09-22T21:07:10.263+02:00Day 362: September 22, 2005 - Clear Day in East Zion<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZ8ygB-DyYNtl9H4VXvhXe_3YHlX0W56fERYkw1OyYTiomwbM8E9DG_YceF_3RG96UHrnPhOn_DyoUFlgGscY7vgHzDnjk928PBAjlnW11YkJyz2hc0sQKwVFCROcTpfM96jEWSOzkfA/s1600/092205-EastZion-733526.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519813512955536866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZ8ygB-DyYNtl9H4VXvhXe_3YHlX0W56fERYkw1OyYTiomwbM8E9DG_YceF_3RG96UHrnPhOn_DyoUFlgGscY7vgHzDnjk928PBAjlnW11YkJyz2hc0sQKwVFCROcTpfM96jEWSOzkfA/s800/092205-EastZion-733526.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />The clear blue sky radiated bright sunlight which brought out the colors of the green vegetation and red and white rock. This fall day had absolutely no haze in the sky - everything looked clear, clean, and crisp.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-27352058222418644832010-09-21T19:56:00.003+02:002010-09-21T20:40:04.607+02:00Day 361: September 21, 2005 - Green Spikes<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSwUM4CQKa3f4_WYZjDqXkEugSCm7S48mg7AB5jnMEowfkuBa0lvVGRlRSQhx9jj1BdDiNg51uqYvF9zXb-FPQ_RtuzoUhThEZF2QvRP1sWCvtkwwOW2uHZHKQrKApkImkwkd3tTzooQ/s1600/092105-Spikeball-795082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519427232904202370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSwUM4CQKa3f4_WYZjDqXkEugSCm7S48mg7AB5jnMEowfkuBa0lvVGRlRSQhx9jj1BdDiNg51uqYvF9zXb-FPQ_RtuzoUhThEZF2QvRP1sWCvtkwwOW2uHZHKQrKApkImkwkd3tTzooQ/s800/092105-Spikeball-795082.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>I liked the perfect green spikes on this plant. They are evenly spaced, in a way that almost seems manufactured. The sand covering the plant adds even more interesting texture to the fuzzy surface of the spikes.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-11150894958452706772010-09-20T20:15:00.002+02:002010-09-20T21:03:40.577+02:00Day 360: September 20, 2005 - Orange Flowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBb-26FcEDudcM3iJDEAwSN4-eIGvfnmbKYinUC0hRSSRDiDUR5NFHMyNv0cB2RjDn5VpSfA3Kr7ZnpPsyjEv4PKDg8kDL37_EZ8CuU2wvD6Lb7wJJXbGUa10PIGHtLoOTLXvO3uBgwRo/s1600/092005-Flowers-761390.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519061157181140418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBb-26FcEDudcM3iJDEAwSN4-eIGvfnmbKYinUC0hRSSRDiDUR5NFHMyNv0cB2RjDn5VpSfA3Kr7ZnpPsyjEv4PKDg8kDL37_EZ8CuU2wvD6Lb7wJJXbGUa10PIGHtLoOTLXvO3uBgwRo/s800/092005-Flowers-761390.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />It is fall and the flowers are starting to wither with the coming crisp cool weather. I still found these fun orange flowers blooming and took some pictures of some of the last flowers of the season.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-19558670387098617082010-09-19T21:41:00.001+02:002010-09-21T20:36:59.702+02:00Day 359: September 19, 2005 - East Temple<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr8e8qGBa6RR6vHDjmme6-kzUl6nmvCCUu9hCoH5DfduJvWCZq8mUuZDZy4NfwnOD-lL5TbxzG0Lh3JIcmVLTVNlcFdnUJmvS8J4jWCRrNfeXWn2FTehhLh_nzp1zczWFRRERjPSEa79Y/s1600/091905-EastTemple-709477.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518342818734910066" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr8e8qGBa6RR6vHDjmme6-kzUl6nmvCCUu9hCoH5DfduJvWCZq8mUuZDZy4NfwnOD-lL5TbxzG0Lh3JIcmVLTVNlcFdnUJmvS8J4jWCRrNfeXWn2FTehhLh_nzp1zczWFRRERjPSEa79Y/s800/091905-EastTemple-709477.jpg" /></a></div>by Karen Williams<br />The enormous East Temple looms over the Pine Creek Switchbacks and the entrance to Main canyon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-57949767406883221072010-09-18T21:21:00.005+02:002010-09-21T20:37:17.417+02:00Day 358: September 18, 2005 - Almost Home<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCm9ZMuXkmsSlmfsn_rj8WHxO4DFEBfx3FagRzbREOuU-KstgCCfiIv0dsNOp8FBLlLxk8EsHifxjV9P8zvtbr1ZqVpNP-8f_UhBALNahBTk2CzJYbJDbdp0cWwkInikwbh7CVHEmInNU/s1600/091805-ClearCreekWhiteCliffs-715062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518335967254406322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCm9ZMuXkmsSlmfsn_rj8WHxO4DFEBfx3FagRzbREOuU-KstgCCfiIv0dsNOp8FBLlLxk8EsHifxjV9P8zvtbr1ZqVpNP-8f_UhBALNahBTk2CzJYbJDbdp0cWwkInikwbh7CVHEmInNU/s800/091805-ClearCreekWhiteCliffs-715062.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;"><em>by Christian Williams<br /></em>This viewpoint is not only stunning, but brings a rush of excitement, as it's the last major "bend" in the road before exiting the park in East Zion. This brings a sigh of relief, as it means we're almost home. Living in Glendale, it's a two hour drive to the "big city" of St. George (pop. 4500).</span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-64652308470736239632010-09-17T21:17:00.000+02:002010-09-17T21:17:52.219+02:00Day 357: September 17, 2005 - West Temple View<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVQiVsqWQd3podtg1hKaTNAHPn9Iy9-WQIyZxt684Lf1F9P-2cMEiVrljEsGd_kJt138bvmzGOyt1zFuwkXC1CmQI-VBKGvI7fjm2_PWg9Rqp0IxU-pIoC451qGU0uwiChs9e-6_xL9vE/s1600/091705-PineCreekViewPano-769129.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517962966914942274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVQiVsqWQd3podtg1hKaTNAHPn9Iy9-WQIyZxt684Lf1F9P-2cMEiVrljEsGd_kJt138bvmzGOyt1zFuwkXC1CmQI-VBKGvI7fjm2_PWg9Rqp0IxU-pIoC451qGU0uwiChs9e-6_xL9vE/s800/091705-PineCreekViewPano-769129.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
This view point from the Pine Creek switchbacks road is a common "pull out" by tourists seeking to take pictures. The panorama view is stunning in person, unfortunately Zion is just too big to fit in one shot from this location.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-35553686529765821022010-09-16T22:25:00.001+02:002010-09-17T21:18:07.806+02:00Day 356: September 16, 2005 - Vibrant Colors<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2MaPZwuhOO3FHLawywzZHfE3Eb3WeYZyXnOJiq3hj6cLMnxgFPFZ0sIFdllAR-HwoHSYZ8znB4iXj3KvlxfgFbJuDdHkY10pxWf-iYLZB0jCd79h06uSdfMArnkLXGuT_pXXOvroDKs4/s1600/091605-WhiteCliffs-741313.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517608943545589762" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2MaPZwuhOO3FHLawywzZHfE3Eb3WeYZyXnOJiq3hj6cLMnxgFPFZ0sIFdllAR-HwoHSYZ8znB4iXj3KvlxfgFbJuDdHkY10pxWf-iYLZB0jCd79h06uSdfMArnkLXGuT_pXXOvroDKs4/s800/091605-WhiteCliffs-741313.jpg" /></a></div><i>by Christian Williams</i><br />
These white and red cliffs are alive with color as the sun lowers in the eastern sky. I love the way the rocks look with the shadows stretching across the elevations in the rock face.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-66543452714679780902010-09-15T21:43:00.001+02:002010-09-15T21:44:05.547+02:00Day 355: September 15, 2005 - Sunrise<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8r74d8TOctqrLwJppUXu_KFcSpSLqMYgRZCQxUcWGAp2X2FldvofIQMqXBwkC4Kv79wPmW9k9qMDa4tRLq-T9E1b8IdmlaGV-csjwN-iGdOrNP2-Sc1Y5ihSn8RpICrOlunFNSxy-r6U/s1600/EastPano-750807.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516875833499939074" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8r74d8TOctqrLwJppUXu_KFcSpSLqMYgRZCQxUcWGAp2X2FldvofIQMqXBwkC4Kv79wPmW9k9qMDa4tRLq-T9E1b8IdmlaGV-csjwN-iGdOrNP2-Sc1Y5ihSn8RpICrOlunFNSxy-r6U/s800/EastPano-750807.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
I got up early and headed out to East Zion for a view of the early morning light. This photo is looking west toward Bridge Mountain and East Temple. Note the tunnel that cuts directly through the rock in the bottom right corner.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-87434705657577733402010-09-14T20:38:00.000+02:002010-09-14T20:38:52.826+02:00Day 354: September 14, 2005 - The Otherside<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF23llar9Izpr3JYEAS4Rb3FxMfnLMSx_OGfnzM19JDjL6VFj23GypDITJLs8mBf5650idcguXQT0Jhamum2o8RDnJzH2KJyNRV0bFKHW6vd7HcxhoRRTruw2vyd_ALoXHj5kuoXXqulo/s1600/091405-BackCheckerboardMesa-771420.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516839412548790818" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF23llar9Izpr3JYEAS4Rb3FxMfnLMSx_OGfnzM19JDjL6VFj23GypDITJLs8mBf5650idcguXQT0Jhamum2o8RDnJzH2KJyNRV0bFKHW6vd7HcxhoRRTruw2vyd_ALoXHj5kuoXXqulo/s800/091405-BackCheckerboardMesa-771420.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Karen Williams</i></span><br />
Checkerboard Mesa is the most famous landmark in East Zion. Here is what it looks like on it's least famous side.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-44900490737662485732010-09-13T23:59:00.000+02:002010-09-13T23:59:00.267+02:00Day 353: September 13, 2005 - Purple Daisy<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMFrWOodZwbZF1O-Pq3l1RlBOls8VvoNSrR_ysDDrwyeFk0eKZkUsmqWL3dPLc6yv9WbqgvOP80vmDhMuZSOTtnsFKQw5BmisrGCL0ekS0K9OVIdudE0gy19qMjVzU-vtHMiSSg5Z8Cc4/s1600/091305-PurpleFlower-791448.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMFrWOodZwbZF1O-Pq3l1RlBOls8VvoNSrR_ysDDrwyeFk0eKZkUsmqWL3dPLc6yv9WbqgvOP80vmDhMuZSOTtnsFKQw5BmisrGCL0ekS0K9OVIdudE0gy19qMjVzU-vtHMiSSg5Z8Cc4/s800/091305-PurpleFlower-791448.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515723666292629842" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">by Karen Williams</span></i></p><div>It never ceases to amaze me how out of place these delicate, beautiful flowers seem in the harsh desert environment of Zion.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-67323317270002027622010-09-12T20:24:00.000+02:002010-09-13T21:17:20.022+02:00Day 352: September 12, 2005 - Red, White, and Blue<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxGxyMH6VP0BWlSy0BZ4SMoWZtSR6uCjhnDuP7l7C-eNu5_G4XaQEy2vfrdX8qce4UkFQu9p5hyphenhyphenhA8FS_U3KpWpRqJ2Hb8lN7tZifpAEjkpsSF5Py-Eh0ot2wHFyvXCpL468tQHujn3I/s1600/091205-EastTower-766090.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515723558697045122" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxGxyMH6VP0BWlSy0BZ4SMoWZtSR6uCjhnDuP7l7C-eNu5_G4XaQEy2vfrdX8qce4UkFQu9p5hyphenhyphenhA8FS_U3KpWpRqJ2Hb8lN7tZifpAEjkpsSF5Py-Eh0ot2wHFyvXCpL468tQHujn3I/s800/091205-EastTower-766090.jpg" /></a></div>by Christian Williams<br />Red sandstone, white sandstone, and a deep blue sky. Who knew Zion was so patriotic?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-39111712438818494512010-09-11T19:07:00.005+02:002010-09-11T19:16:13.449+02:00Day 351: September 11, 2005 - Parunuweap Pass<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJtEiEqllInwVmKGc5vtCLZycrPqQJpH7KuqAEMUMutJW23kuoMKPqk97_5OQ4z0n9HR-eqq3BmDWpxno9pLvJrri3kY8OkTH8ajCiWKLbAlAEATvYyB36WtOV2lGNulvOwZzQriUk9oM/s1600/091105-ParunaweapLines-734814.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJtEiEqllInwVmKGc5vtCLZycrPqQJpH7KuqAEMUMutJW23kuoMKPqk97_5OQ4z0n9HR-eqq3BmDWpxno9pLvJrri3kY8OkTH8ajCiWKLbAlAEATvYyB36WtOV2lGNulvOwZzQriUk9oM/s800/091105-ParunaweapLines-734814.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515703662889860834" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />Starting in East Zion, we hiked up to Parunuweap Pass, a trail across petrified sand dunes which provides an excellent view point into Parunuweap Canyon to the south and East Zion to the north. This photo is looking south into Parunuweap Canyon.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfM-SLOHggXdyEiyKBwFlr3MsFdT4s6CHTsn3tgu7oSRdFvmywhNaBx3OHc6LNLylGw_rk6M0AmqqE-Ck5lXWYXlNNQ0H1XRDTBUwIZf8EAP3tRJWbsLDn7N6Ila1K5KAJZ0ol6AlE6zg/s1600/091105-EastZionCanyon-736307.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfM-SLOHggXdyEiyKBwFlr3MsFdT4s6CHTsn3tgu7oSRdFvmywhNaBx3OHc6LNLylGw_rk6M0AmqqE-Ck5lXWYXlNNQ0H1XRDTBUwIZf8EAP3tRJWbsLDn7N6Ila1K5KAJZ0ol6AlE6zg/s800/091105-EastZionCanyon-736307.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515703672974874514" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />Turning around looking back to the north in East Zion canyon.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-24592357605370494712010-09-10T20:41:00.000+02:002010-09-10T20:41:35.271+02:00Day 350: September 10, 2005 - Nightime Lights<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHoPjeX4HOkf5y5kUlRawhJnxUtg4hx9RyEUzYWA1vNeK8ZdysF5f-QldVWhHUzyrRrPqTaftq32JwTsEsPnTuN3F6K9NbGXn73uv6JbmjjHbpfU7OwNWJ-kEDxNv1FS9Arzd1LuOxe6M/s1600/091005-DarkNightSPotlight-740838.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515351507129267458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHoPjeX4HOkf5y5kUlRawhJnxUtg4hx9RyEUzYWA1vNeK8ZdysF5f-QldVWhHUzyrRrPqTaftq32JwTsEsPnTuN3F6K9NbGXn73uv6JbmjjHbpfU7OwNWJ-kEDxNv1FS9Arzd1LuOxe6M/s800/091005-DarkNightSPotlight-740838.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
I found a place at sunset, setup the tripod and waited for the bright colors to streak across the sky. Unfortunately, the colors didn't come, as is sometimes the case in Zion. The sky merely got darker, until nothing was visible. Not to let nature get the better of me, I pulled out the spotlight, and made my own light. It would have looked nicer if nature had cooperated.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-14841571798246064492010-09-10T00:24:00.000+02:002010-09-10T00:24:05.350+02:00Day 349: September 9, 2005 - Orderville Canyon<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzKztGdTnFLg9zjtwcaMn-IqBiLmgzIpJgw_8OUkdR_dkOmHiqHzHXW7jv7rR7GG3sle5qBrzMAIHg-CEo6rtMGqNj02msFnlH3Pa9tTEP0fbRUJCMQhyphenhyphenm1n_V6R9VCTAj8pzwNV1gm4/s1600/091005-OrderVilleCanyon-758898.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515038909719614530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzKztGdTnFLg9zjtwcaMn-IqBiLmgzIpJgw_8OUkdR_dkOmHiqHzHXW7jv7rR7GG3sle5qBrzMAIHg-CEo6rtMGqNj02msFnlH3Pa9tTEP0fbRUJCMQhyphenhyphenm1n_V6R9VCTAj8pzwNV1gm4/s800/091005-OrderVilleCanyon-758898.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
I spent the afternoon hiking into Orderville Canyon, from the top side, rather than up through the narrows as I did on my previous hike. It's one of the more remote areas of Zion, but very beautiful. This narrow section of canyon wall reveals great texture and shadows from the light above. Notice the large bolder wedged into position at the top.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-20142546644021451412010-09-08T22:27:00.000+02:002010-09-08T22:27:29.679+02:00Day 348: September 8, 2005 - Contrasts<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QV4ZuaDIW3TYGitJDqfCz-o2blIuxJ0WQakz7rcYVZ3nkN7JdTTUWGcutJ40V7_myH2KDgKg2aGEFwuNboC-pkBnrpxcznJhif0xk_TGDtdgKyTKlRsRbYUsB_WRSchdNUIRF3Bq11w/s1600/090805-EastZionShadows-792377.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514640479501955026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7QV4ZuaDIW3TYGitJDqfCz-o2blIuxJ0WQakz7rcYVZ3nkN7JdTTUWGcutJ40V7_myH2KDgKg2aGEFwuNboC-pkBnrpxcznJhif0xk_TGDtdgKyTKlRsRbYUsB_WRSchdNUIRF3Bq11w/s800/090805-EastZionShadows-792377.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
What strikes me about this scene is the strong contrasts. Dark shadows in the lower third of the photograph, with some islands of light emerging up from below, followed by the glowing mountains in the background. Finally, the deep blue sky and fluffy white clouds. I enjoy the way my eyes track through each of these layers of contrast.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-25819887836987491012010-09-07T22:47:00.001+02:002010-09-07T22:47:48.339+02:00Day 347: September 7, 2005 - Sunflowers<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh80U3sdkEa67FAfl2xfFDmZeKWAvWijG37oBtzF7NxUwbAdmUFKX3_Zx_4R7XFsVnsnmne5AsNoWNL7zqNoXtdGaAJQDMnlQQSgX51OR7ZF6L6bdtgo9U79jQPal2iqZCxsiJabG3ICSE/s1600/090705-Sunflowers-721928.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514275531892416146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh80U3sdkEa67FAfl2xfFDmZeKWAvWijG37oBtzF7NxUwbAdmUFKX3_Zx_4R7XFsVnsnmne5AsNoWNL7zqNoXtdGaAJQDMnlQQSgX51OR7ZF6L6bdtgo9U79jQPal2iqZCxsiJabG3ICSE/s800/090705-Sunflowers-721928.jpg" /></a></div>by Karen Williams<br />
I returned to the scene of the roadside sunflowers from a few days earlier and wanted to incorporate some of the rock wall in the background.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-13869682627442314662010-09-06T21:04:00.003+02:002010-09-06T21:08:55.678+02:00Day 346: September 6, 2005 - Lines in the Rock<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsanlBuuA28YJFNJddWc0jFpiqcuy_kdn0oomzznGhFQ2RO5RoWfo2p3rvyqqXGYbmoY87NhNQzO-W-_ILpsYue6EfsVGyiAqTXhassJ1jIaw3ircPkZxDT5Qv0Z-IDS0W26ThIlFsJf0/s1600/090605-ShadowRockLines-705620.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513878607544619506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsanlBuuA28YJFNJddWc0jFpiqcuy_kdn0oomzznGhFQ2RO5RoWfo2p3rvyqqXGYbmoY87NhNQzO-W-_ILpsYue6EfsVGyiAqTXhassJ1jIaw3ircPkZxDT5Qv0Z-IDS0W26ThIlFsJf0/s800/090605-ShadowRockLines-705620.jpg" /></a><br /><em>by Christian Williams</em><br /> If not for the shadows of the setting sun, I would not have seen this pattern which repeated itself across the entire lower section of the canyon wall.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-30321459173234498812010-09-05T19:57:00.001+02:002010-09-06T21:05:15.149+02:00Day 345: September 5, 2005 - Sunburst<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPVh0nstizuz083JA_l68XUxXK8Iyrlykmo-bG3y4wgCQN8wnRk2vhp8nOPfzmw0HJ3KMLnMmP9hxEAETNpI10SeoiJMJcaJ8TxZO_21js5qOdaFO6w6g2CHHW6-AVMR-pDZLBPNDg6Q/s1600/090505-Sunburst-794812.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513488580857904002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPVh0nstizuz083JA_l68XUxXK8Iyrlykmo-bG3y4wgCQN8wnRk2vhp8nOPfzmw0HJ3KMLnMmP9hxEAETNpI10SeoiJMJcaJ8TxZO_21js5qOdaFO6w6g2CHHW6-AVMR-pDZLBPNDg6Q/s800/090505-Sunburst-794812.jpg" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size:x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />This small, struggling tree is a familiar sight to observant visitors who frequents East Zion. It's managed to take root at the top of this rock-shaped tower, and lines up perfectly when the rising and setting sun.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-82238195660635457742010-09-04T18:58:00.003+02:002010-09-04T21:52:30.304+02:00Day 344: September 4, 2010<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZSnJz_wv9LlmQrsQ2wyeF7Lihpkp7ixNecVOG8hebRhCm5Z8ZjnYnhMrAnSUJDNgqnYIPd_e7oObjC8OrC2NvIlLdBVN9wwJi0vNvPed9OxmfhtBr2j4CyJBM5WsWrjJAaoW-4-vjjXE/s1600/090405-MainCanyonTrail-734262.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZSnJz_wv9LlmQrsQ2wyeF7Lihpkp7ixNecVOG8hebRhCm5Z8ZjnYnhMrAnSUJDNgqnYIPd_e7oObjC8OrC2NvIlLdBVN9wwJi0vNvPed9OxmfhtBr2j4CyJBM5WsWrjJAaoW-4-vjjXE/s800/090405-MainCanyonTrail-734262.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513103922745827522" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />A beautiful day for a walk along the watchman trail near the main canyon campgrounds.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-41054093726693104372010-09-03T22:03:00.001+02:002010-09-04T09:21:27.940+02:00Day 343: September 3, 2005 - The Zion Narrows<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivf63CpcQdLqr1s1U6y61Se_Ns06p0CRGt7G3SfkYYorMW73QuxDDCa7iE-A-D80nU3hGuPtk-InhnglLWwPcdQaUYx4e0ex7DlaEDl2NSVUg9ei5Fkv_4AV6YqHmOhJvBEdOdHQX4so/s1600/090205-ZionNarrows-775093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512776822400367522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivf63CpcQdLqr1s1U6y61Se_Ns06p0CRGt7G3SfkYYorMW73QuxDDCa7iE-A-D80nU3hGuPtk-InhnglLWwPcdQaUYx4e0ex7DlaEDl2NSVUg9ei5Fkv_4AV6YqHmOhJvBEdOdHQX4so/s800/090205-ZionNarrows-775093.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size:x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />I had spent a lot of time in the Narrows before, but I had yet to hike the entire 16 mile stretch. Karen was pregnant at this point and didn't feel up to it, so I brought along my hiking buddy Randy. Note to self, when choosing a hiking buddy in the future, don't go with someone who runs marathons for fun.<br /><br />The Narrows is one of the most amazing places, with rock walls towering high above you and nothing but the river in between. Naturally, during the rain season or high-water periods hiking is restricted.<br /><div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ9qpeAWJ5470MVBON5_IKdwY6dLePzs-eCboaf2zvYD6uhWKuB5NrlHl2sKeyV6Lov88xG7enY4RpuPn6LZ_xNIDWQE46QQdaHlcC_2apt48XNvG04420RHAAzi7UL_PwHP8vG2qNzbo/s1600/090305-ZionNarrowsWaterfall-777349.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512776828106081298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ9qpeAWJ5470MVBON5_IKdwY6dLePzs-eCboaf2zvYD6uhWKuB5NrlHl2sKeyV6Lov88xG7enY4RpuPn6LZ_xNIDWQE46QQdaHlcC_2apt48XNvG04420RHAAzi7UL_PwHP8vG2qNzbo/s800/090305-ZionNarrowsWaterfall-777349.jpg" /></a></div>To hike the Narrows requires a day permit. To save on time, we picked the permit up on the previous day, and started the hike at dawn from the trail head at Chamberlain Ranch. The beginning of the hike is very interesting as the trail starts along flat ground with a small stream running alongside. As you walk, the stream gets larger and larger, and the canyon walls climb higher and higher. This waterfall is one of the earlier sights along the hike.<br /><div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJTKl4notwvn28PEf5lJ9KdrHB9wQLYh8UDReyeXn0kHaTUx_m4ALHzzr4gJmInxbH7k8GQn3P1qKXIVvOot_H5-riiSfcVNQ6du9dShH1Q4tl2zlmBBHEC8rq15Ypk2_wjOaUmiNhcI/s1600/090305-OrdervilleCanyon-778767.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512776832036934850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJTKl4notwvn28PEf5lJ9KdrHB9wQLYh8UDReyeXn0kHaTUx_m4ALHzzr4gJmInxbH7k8GQn3P1qKXIVvOot_H5-riiSfcVNQ6du9dShH1Q4tl2zlmBBHEC8rq15Ypk2_wjOaUmiNhcI/s800/090305-OrdervilleCanyon-778767.jpg" /></a></div>Orderville Canyon connects into the Narrows. We took a short detour hike down the canyon and back to the main section, which added a few miles to our trip. Hiking in a river is extremely tiring by about the tenth mile, the constant water resistance on my feet really stressed the tendons in my ankles.<br /><div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2Vbd4a_x1OCFJKA9HS38XXC1ChiuO_W8R8pR5puYrYR_Qa_SfMMvIEYwCydIV_nVfBvp8WkvJzw1bfv4EEuxF0nu7GWZmkuBq7wp0kMxb0T4YqxaFoSk1oZzV2I6gY2katx_PhQNZuQ/s1600/090305-ZionNarrowsBigSpring-779990.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512776840581172962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2Vbd4a_x1OCFJKA9HS38XXC1ChiuO_W8R8pR5puYrYR_Qa_SfMMvIEYwCydIV_nVfBvp8WkvJzw1bfv4EEuxF0nu7GWZmkuBq7wp0kMxb0T4YqxaFoSk1oZzV2I6gY2katx_PhQNZuQ/s800/090305-ZionNarrowsBigSpring-779990.jpg" /></a></div>This waterfall is called Big Spring, a year round fresh spring. It's a stunning sight to be rounding the corner and have this oasis appear in the middle of the river.<br /><br />Epilogue: The hike took all day. We didn't get home until past night fall (because we had to shuttle back to pick up our car at the top of the trail head). From the fatigue and constant water exposure my body was shivering continuously as I drove myself the one hour drive home. I probably had mild hypothermia. I remember being so cold when I got home, I walked straight into the shower, turned it on hot and passed out for about 3 seconds! Then I got back up and was fine. The next day my legs were quite sore (Randy on the other hand wasn't phased at all). But it was an awesome hike.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-21292898726722153602010-09-02T10:41:00.000+02:002010-09-03T21:45:16.381+02:00Day 342: September 2, 2005 - Knifes Edge<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wKbQqMsT-fyNzTIN70J4K746q0mOwp5kX6tT_YsDGqLV9YHBWh1pIycgzybaHhVPPiXjIYwIO8GMRYM5WHJA-ZXn0gBb9s-2ZKUYooHuNoRfyMzoA60Xn68AmK17bDz3scFCg8V7qKw/s1600/090205-MtMajestic-707044.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510749304347598722" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1wKbQqMsT-fyNzTIN70J4K746q0mOwp5kX6tT_YsDGqLV9YHBWh1pIycgzybaHhVPPiXjIYwIO8GMRYM5WHJA-ZXn0gBb9s-2ZKUYooHuNoRfyMzoA60Xn68AmK17bDz3scFCg8V7qKw/s800/090205-MtMajestic-707044.jpg" /></a><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">by Christian Williams<br />
</span></i>From this angle, Mount Spry has the appearance of a knife with a razor sharp edge. This is one of my favorite mountains in Zion, which towers over pine creek junction between main canyon and the switchbacks to East Zion.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-38268823096070736072010-09-01T23:54:00.001+02:002010-09-01T23:54:28.291+02:00Day 341: September 1, 2005 - East Temple<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEs2mG2Z7SIbuVkkW940TQ4zU-nykRPl1b-sNMYcOpYFOYp0ISXV8-66Gt_Ppkm1j5vVu37wbVkBGWumEfvV7mYkyNX_VKgpYMgG7s7OYJ6msRGDgSkthxi1hpEonU4J2MJ6FuowSm9GE/s1600/090105-EastZionSideCanyon-789987.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510749232273561458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEs2mG2Z7SIbuVkkW940TQ4zU-nykRPl1b-sNMYcOpYFOYp0ISXV8-66Gt_Ppkm1j5vVu37wbVkBGWumEfvV7mYkyNX_VKgpYMgG7s7OYJ6msRGDgSkthxi1hpEonU4J2MJ6FuowSm9GE/s800/090105-EastZionSideCanyon-789987.jpg" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
The East Temple looms overhead, with a deep blue sky in the background. The iconic East Temple takes on a whole new shape when viewed from its "back side" in East Zion.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-31054964419288950942010-09-01T01:29:00.000+02:002010-09-01T01:29:28.090+02:00Day 340: August 31, 2005 - White Cliffs<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQwQq8V6LSKV1xTJGzgNTOcAPfD7_wo9RbZs5nUKC1Y-551EUZhh_LBP7IyY6g2gssXzEEnoaq_NK1T7DlUaZLMK8JybNzxtRSARQ889l30bUrzMvw7TmlgG1m3ya-A_RPO5dTMKWPCy4/s1600/083105WhiteCliffs-772329.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510749154813800418" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQwQq8V6LSKV1xTJGzgNTOcAPfD7_wo9RbZs5nUKC1Y-551EUZhh_LBP7IyY6g2gssXzEEnoaq_NK1T7DlUaZLMK8JybNzxtRSARQ889l30bUrzMvw7TmlgG1m3ya-A_RPO5dTMKWPCy4/s800/083105WhiteCliffs-772329.jpg" width="427" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">The great cracked walls of East Zion have the appearance of leathery elephant skin. I climbed around in the ravine below trying to get just the right angle for this shot and liked the way the shadowy rock wall frames the right boarder of the photograph.</span><i> </i></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-87885187273834330292010-08-29T09:56:00.002+02:002010-08-30T22:26:39.772+02:00Day 339: August 30, 2005 - Mountains of Sand<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ7Kdg7vzZnqqKVixadUbCjdTt5j0x_dnKWZ6DfWA9pLOZEKsziQ63WEKnhVDfSSNN9UYdrKx5HDs59-x7hQeUUNEjUBOKHw2GUvY9wAdYfd0-Wvd4cmPFxgxbzwdI8LdA4Bna5CVXWCE/s1600/083105-EastZionScene-722031.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ7Kdg7vzZnqqKVixadUbCjdTt5j0x_dnKWZ6DfWA9pLOZEKsziQ63WEKnhVDfSSNN9UYdrKx5HDs59-x7hQeUUNEjUBOKHw2GUvY9wAdYfd0-Wvd4cmPFxgxbzwdI8LdA4Bna5CVXWCE/s800/083105-EastZionScene-722031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510737771956789266" /></a></p><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><div>Zion is made up of endless vistas of stand stone mountains. But on closer inspection, these mountains consist of nothing more than tiny grains of sand, compressed together. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-7389624879068723302010-08-29T09:47:00.003+02:002010-08-29T20:30:32.126+02:00Day 338: August 29, 2005 - Roadside Flowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG8EuR0GuAgcn4JV5ikfxCBXd_fl1nr82rYSqlpgkNm24cL5yKrnkpLX2SX5ugVBcWkUzmYG1G_pSTFct0wd9SHlcsuoqwqM4OR1liMCTkzfUThclSAUE33n8iyd32CNO5Diy2-9RX-bs/s1600/082905-SunflowersRoadside-754523.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG8EuR0GuAgcn4JV5ikfxCBXd_fl1nr82rYSqlpgkNm24cL5yKrnkpLX2SX5ugVBcWkUzmYG1G_pSTFct0wd9SHlcsuoqwqM4OR1liMCTkzfUThclSAUE33n8iyd32CNO5Diy2-9RX-bs/s800/082905-SunflowersRoadside-754523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510735333140487826" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">by Karen Williams</span></i></p><p class="mobile-photo">One of my favorite things is to drive along the old country roads in and around Zion, and admire the fields of sunflowers. </p><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-58409095455398670902010-08-28T20:39:00.002+02:002010-08-28T20:54:51.020+02:00Day 337: August 28, 2005 - Beautiful Day<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnBS18pRyYo6Nhzs6YOGzKxvfwO0_D3wlvWED6VkrCMesXfvNrxbxpY1Ag6q4dT5mm2HRaVnO3BEEdPKnLB2w9IRaaDN12ZXmHiOcp5lirtdBAhzYyJcNthBSKd8pVBx_VjQW6_kbrxs/s1600/082805-EastZionHoodoos-727600.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510533354628555634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtnBS18pRyYo6Nhzs6YOGzKxvfwO0_D3wlvWED6VkrCMesXfvNrxbxpY1Ag6q4dT5mm2HRaVnO3BEEdPKnLB2w9IRaaDN12ZXmHiOcp5lirtdBAhzYyJcNthBSKd8pVBx_VjQW6_kbrxs/s800/082805-EastZionHoodoos-727600.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>Today was a beautiful day. There were perfect blue skies, bright sunlight, just a few wispy clouds in the sky. I enjoyed walking around the park and stopped to photograph some of the backcountry, with contrasting shadows that bring out the interesting features of the beautiful red rock.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-68734215592633572492010-08-27T19:35:00.005+02:002010-08-27T20:09:48.355+02:00Day 336: August 27, 2005 - Observation Point Trail<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9kIEjNZKkYS0nFvUWK5Cr6ZWNCGPEdeYDjJWKjLNi9aGVwwmrhNPY-c4OWa53cAvMHsM_BL_pcd01OTExCHMIFU_4aMjHV7F82DXvZIzRMpQoNvA8pYxxTofRFrORgLv1XxlCT6QYQeI/s1600/082705-ObservationPtTrail-744059.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510144730505184834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9kIEjNZKkYS0nFvUWK5Cr6ZWNCGPEdeYDjJWKjLNi9aGVwwmrhNPY-c4OWa53cAvMHsM_BL_pcd01OTExCHMIFU_4aMjHV7F82DXvZIzRMpQoNvA8pYxxTofRFrORgLv1XxlCT6QYQeI/s800/082705-ObservationPtTrail-744059.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />The Observation Point Trail is about three miles up, through some spectacular red rock cliffs. A great trail to see the mountains up close like in this photo. And if you make it to the top, there are spectacular views of the main canyon in Zion.</p>This was taken in on the observation point trail.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-58470717355480977862010-08-26T19:55:00.000+02:002010-08-26T19:55:00.673+02:00Day 335: August 26, 2005 - East Temple<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGguqb77neivZArgkO10dvHIhmu9Ye1ZD2jKOTTfNmO3il7mP0nZLqnmD6Sv6q-iAAaxjf4CreiW6zJEuRD5HEgiy91Y6UHXvr_GJ3Oce_iozKhETrXpsyGwOVb83zPHZND5CB54l9488/s1600/082605-EastTemple-722205.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508294365957157010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGguqb77neivZArgkO10dvHIhmu9Ye1ZD2jKOTTfNmO3il7mP0nZLqnmD6Sv6q-iAAaxjf4CreiW6zJEuRD5HEgiy91Y6UHXvr_GJ3Oce_iozKhETrXpsyGwOVb83zPHZND5CB54l9488/s800/082605-EastTemple-722205.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>The East Temple is a spectacular mountain found in east Zion. Its steep slopes climb high into the deep blue sky.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-79651662219737545302010-08-25T20:20:00.001+02:002010-08-25T20:21:12.274+02:00Day 334: August 25, 2005 - Layers<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmmWYhze13vmWKzjpNucYAvwV0wi5ZN5ZU9J68mZPU8N6QLz5peisUBcHWl_tKQb-0QAabbFCxJDokQQ8lMNIqHsUEq_EVQFROF109vPkuVX00QtAxGwzUTBBnFxdA-QMJwABXMz8H_zQ/s1600/082505-Layers-776664.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508292019452478146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmmWYhze13vmWKzjpNucYAvwV0wi5ZN5ZU9J68mZPU8N6QLz5peisUBcHWl_tKQb-0QAabbFCxJDokQQ8lMNIqHsUEq_EVQFROF109vPkuVX00QtAxGwzUTBBnFxdA-QMJwABXMz8H_zQ/s800/082505-Layers-776664.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>by Karen Williams</i></span><br />
I love the layers of rock that lead the eye on a windy path back toward the mountain.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-82977548324581861332010-08-24T19:36:00.000+02:002010-08-24T20:32:19.171+02:00Day 333: August 24, 2005 - Bark<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5JycOeXiDVTYDxIxebp5qZw9X9lnfNOJByJhX0xj2wgvfzhXscIKZid05ApT-BCMOieqdT-sspYoF0vQ75k_IDwc89yJmnxMsUrUEmLHHgzLIivx2JqOEx8aZQlf_WPPWg5JcGzAys28/s1600/082405-Bark-723887.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508289647682073682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5JycOeXiDVTYDxIxebp5qZw9X9lnfNOJByJhX0xj2wgvfzhXscIKZid05ApT-BCMOieqdT-sspYoF0vQ75k_IDwc89yJmnxMsUrUEmLHHgzLIivx2JqOEx8aZQlf_WPPWg5JcGzAys28/s800/082405-Bark-723887.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>The multiple layers and interesting texture of this tree bark caught my eye. I am fascinated by the variety of plantlife that can be found in Zion, and enjoy observing and photographing the details of plants that are often overlooked.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-9324266890677582932010-08-23T19:54:00.000+02:002010-08-23T20:31:23.829+02:00Day 332: August 23, 2005 - West Temple at Dusk<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsncJszjAj6E1_FOpP902a-uxvJDv5g6ufw1sV3QN6NEJzoyVkvTLE-J5t2ziQi0wDKAcjp1b2NkfHEc7zdYN8ukdozOQ0L333FsROVzLWSCeMDds3Mx5nQZoS-R3U09CiY_Z-5yOFdSI/s1600/082305-WestTemple-795037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508294249728363298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsncJszjAj6E1_FOpP902a-uxvJDv5g6ufw1sV3QN6NEJzoyVkvTLE-J5t2ziQi0wDKAcjp1b2NkfHEc7zdYN8ukdozOQ0L333FsROVzLWSCeMDds3Mx5nQZoS-R3U09CiY_Z-5yOFdSI/s800/082305-WestTemple-795037.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span><br /></em>West Temple in the main canyon of Zion is always awe-inspiring. When driving from east Zion I often stop after the tunnel to enjoy the view of the mountains on this side of the park.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-31490832895159424862010-08-22T19:14:00.003+02:002010-08-22T19:22:12.493+02:00Day 331: August 22, 2005 - Return of the Hoodoo<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSSpGKqQyKI_AGxjMotEkxeiFEPG3hXpp4d6C-ixVTSjr-Aw_qdtDi-hddyRbj1SHg5PsLZK88yjJJdCBRR3mNhO7TRfjeRr1kAFmwhaV37gPhkxcFwjmWN9zQek4j-3crbxFR3cnJZKY/s1600/082205-Hoodoo2-785582.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508283901192156578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSSpGKqQyKI_AGxjMotEkxeiFEPG3hXpp4d6C-ixVTSjr-Aw_qdtDi-hddyRbj1SHg5PsLZK88yjJJdCBRR3mNhO7TRfjeRr1kAFmwhaV37gPhkxcFwjmWN9zQek4j-3crbxFR3cnJZKY/s800/082205-Hoodoo2-785582.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />A few days ago Chris had a photo of this strange little hoodoo that looks small and stubby compared to the mammoth peaks beyond it. I didn't realize he had been using this hoodoo as a subject, and I took photos of it from an entirely different angle. Funny how such a small landmark captured the attention of both of us, but the resulting photos are entirely unique.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-59390674862814669182010-08-21T19:44:00.000+02:002010-08-21T19:44:00.599+02:00Day 330: August 21, 2005 - Hoodoo<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitu9kGTlrNYQUgIbqKibYtHuEjPuHXGXjqe29bZrbRKkg6aQHlY5zpocf4p5SEIUCArK-ATzZ1GCN1L-2C0oNLebBnASTLcYTiMFaMTpsC8viTlronxxvlbCj_9shsFXtAgsIBdML-riY/s1600/082105-Hoodoo-777244.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507549422919940818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitu9kGTlrNYQUgIbqKibYtHuEjPuHXGXjqe29bZrbRKkg6aQHlY5zpocf4p5SEIUCArK-ATzZ1GCN1L-2C0oNLebBnASTLcYTiMFaMTpsC8viTlronxxvlbCj_9shsFXtAgsIBdML-riY/s800/082105-Hoodoo-777244.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />This is an interesting spot in Zion. There are huge mountains all around, and then right in the middle is this little hoodoo rock formation. It is fascinating to think of how the elements over time have carved away at the sand and rock, leaving behind such a variety of rock formations to see.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-56187260073647896942010-08-20T19:32:00.003+02:002010-08-20T21:22:52.504+02:00Day 328: August 19, 2005 - Horn Beetle<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgry99s3Iba7LO6aS3K-JLWKpFPYDMri171H2xXlk2BqCXTUZuVlTVcI6-5fnIUxI6BNvGvxZQDrv3F9eTxB1Ut_ZysY4fNWK2wRrHywRW0TLScFTMv18krbaOpbFen-R-aAW3vviYXec0/s1600/081905-Hornbeetle-730595.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507546216592506514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgry99s3Iba7LO6aS3K-JLWKpFPYDMri171H2xXlk2BqCXTUZuVlTVcI6-5fnIUxI6BNvGvxZQDrv3F9eTxB1Ut_ZysY4fNWK2wRrHywRW0TLScFTMv18krbaOpbFen-R-aAW3vviYXec0/s800/081905-Hornbeetle-730595.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>This awesome gold beetle is the only one like it I have ever seen. I love finding new little critters around Zion to watch and photograph.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-92012286428452907122010-08-19T19:28:00.001+02:002010-08-20T21:20:05.286+02:00Day 329: August 20, 2005 - The Narrows<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzwhUpyQJL9usJy3hC2QRrmGzxVCthf_QntFaSsNHyAeLBYDyHJguLkyJGPCH6lvt3elgb6HS0Zi5T9ZDVWT3RhtRvoOs8M10Fzv1fLBNcOxyKamvuCO8DadhZXnMdev_EPGQRK65_LE/s1600/081905-Narrows-Karen-796481.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507163816396791362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuzwhUpyQJL9usJy3hC2QRrmGzxVCthf_QntFaSsNHyAeLBYDyHJguLkyJGPCH6lvt3elgb6HS0Zi5T9ZDVWT3RhtRvoOs8M10Fzv1fLBNcOxyKamvuCO8DadhZXnMdev_EPGQRK65_LE/s800/081905-Narrows-Karen-796481.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />The Narrows is an amazing slot canyon to hike up. It is a 16 mile hike through one of the most beautiful canyons in Zion. For those who don't want to hike 16 miles, just hike up to the entrance of the canyon, go as far as you can and then turn around! We sometimes hike up to the canyon just to enjoy the beautiful views of the river and steep canyon walls even when we don't have much time to hike up river.</p><br /><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2MRQqCEi5dHAtcnC5LES68TD7dNkuRXA-dKNIIvtQ5EFV7wUt1Zk28xkk4bo-Auga45XFc4puwOhNUxFQhGm-xtLiloEzOHBNYpicri-z0Tm9mrESsOtS0ySRN6M81dZp1YWiKkqV2KY/s1600/082005-ZionNarrows-786889.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507547743277376258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2MRQqCEi5dHAtcnC5LES68TD7dNkuRXA-dKNIIvtQ5EFV7wUt1Zk28xkk4bo-Auga45XFc4puwOhNUxFQhGm-xtLiloEzOHBNYpicri-z0Tm9mrESsOtS0ySRN6M81dZp1YWiKkqV2KY/s800/082005-ZionNarrows-786889.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em> </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-11953789549671205832010-08-18T15:18:00.004+02:002010-08-18T19:32:14.092+02:00Day 327: August 18, 2005 - Fading Reflection<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDbQEFcDEIGJfp5grXGMEmVSSV_wSzmDiZnnyxKmrLms0xQzAm3l_QyKQLmiKd778NBVsyhavl4I-GY7gx_lEq8QxdZicBg9L4sywL2nLdqVyRdLUp24v56dzCNLJYbnHcUU6LbYdPOA4/s1600/081805-SideCanyonReflection-786800.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506738574879143554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDbQEFcDEIGJfp5grXGMEmVSSV_wSzmDiZnnyxKmrLms0xQzAm3l_QyKQLmiKd778NBVsyhavl4I-GY7gx_lEq8QxdZicBg9L4sywL2nLdqVyRdLUp24v56dzCNLJYbnHcUU6LbYdPOA4/s800/081805-SideCanyonReflection-786800.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />As the sun was starting to go down, I came across a still pool with a reflection of the trees and sky in it. This isn't my favorite picture I have ever taken of reflections, but I like the way the bright sky at the top of the picture fades into a dark sky in the reflection.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-65103625789295261442010-08-17T20:20:00.000+02:002010-08-17T20:26:08.999+02:00Day 326: August 17, 2005 - Indian Paintbrush<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4XqEQn8c9hjSEb8x7tQ2Q0oqTGluuYibPmDWnZ5gfCal_hUBI8w32LS-JxMqDCCvaBq2nf4OjydlY-lrkD8eA0zKWbYtj3hyphenhyphent2sepHeAm5i-L00Fr411zOb0rQ2AwD2gWZd138LvTheQ/s1600/081705-IndianPaintbrush-724491.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505734142333560914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4XqEQn8c9hjSEb8x7tQ2Q0oqTGluuYibPmDWnZ5gfCal_hUBI8w32LS-JxMqDCCvaBq2nf4OjydlY-lrkD8eA0zKWbYtj3hyphenhyphent2sepHeAm5i-L00Fr411zOb0rQ2AwD2gWZd138LvTheQ/s800/081705-IndianPaintbrush-724491.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>by Karen Williams</em><br /></span>This is one of my favorite flowers in Zion, called Indian Paintbrush. It usually grows in bunches, and I find it difficult to photograph. Today I stumbled upon a solitary flower blooming in the shadows, with just a touch of sunlight illuminating it. The shadows help emphasize the individual petals of this unique flower.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-75146717948328166152010-08-16T22:20:00.000+02:002010-08-16T22:25:34.462+02:00Day 325: August 16, 2005 - Jagged Peaks<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCtJFvaPSb4lSPPFc4f23dK7fGS92HbLKRstGFAZaioD_nXeOieXbIQAP-MZHilkozzJ9iTv8Q3tr06YJeGF-j46lH0UjvUORMLgEXm3XGwna20tRX9yCB_PqcwqMWXmEEAsk8GmSR_w/s1600/081605-Peak-716680.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505734110680389570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCtJFvaPSb4lSPPFc4f23dK7fGS92HbLKRstGFAZaioD_nXeOieXbIQAP-MZHilkozzJ9iTv8Q3tr06YJeGF-j46lH0UjvUORMLgEXm3XGwna20tRX9yCB_PqcwqMWXmEEAsk8GmSR_w/s800/081605-Peak-716680.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />In this area of Zion I was struck by the jagged rock peaks, which are quite different from the plateaus and mesas of much of east Zion where I spend most of my time. There is so much variety in the formations and colors of rock in Zion, it makes every new place to explore interesting and new.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-61933143535816500352010-08-15T22:05:00.005+02:002010-08-15T22:12:37.434+02:00Day 324: August, 15, 2005 - Jug Handle Arch<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiECe-N0o7abBptR1zzVCYkQJB-0D50RIzFGXOaala7MVJ4x4Tyw7kzH0wPvbb0AefTp5LnZGoYpnXU3J3YrapqRJzhi5_WMx6LFmCyHRSKwF-fsQg30MGPQqaQkrWU6eraVSLalgFdi_g/s1600/081505-EastZionArch-709864.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505730212454965202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiECe-N0o7abBptR1zzVCYkQJB-0D50RIzFGXOaala7MVJ4x4Tyw7kzH0wPvbb0AefTp5LnZGoYpnXU3J3YrapqRJzhi5_WMx6LFmCyHRSKwF-fsQg30MGPQqaQkrWU6eraVSLalgFdi_g/s800/081505-EastZionArch-709864.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>I have always loved the arch you can see in the background on the left of the photograph. It is appropriately named Jug Handle Arch, and it definately looks like the handle on a big souvenir mug. I have photographed it many times, but I like the way this particular scene captures the contrast between the red rock that forms the majority of the rock in this area and the glowing white rock of the mountain where the arch is found. We have hiked back in this area many times, trying to get a closer view of the arch, but have not found a good trail to that part of the park yet.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-70146063654413848482010-08-14T18:59:00.000+02:002010-08-14T18:59:00.288+02:00Day 323: August 14. 2005 - Wet Rock<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie0qSxYaNFNjICRVpOSlef9LAoQ40iddrWVrQrdZSo6CYX9DLdKWdWUWUgXj6LNm8_0Lf_IavEjxg2Lv4lMcnYXKZ6aHdmFg3ya8in0lk7sBwKZC2Azrj5l7oAtd40WKyXfsoWvSg9Oxo/s1600/081405-Wetrock2-753289.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503502175474268002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie0qSxYaNFNjICRVpOSlef9LAoQ40iddrWVrQrdZSo6CYX9DLdKWdWUWUgXj6LNm8_0Lf_IavEjxg2Lv4lMcnYXKZ6aHdmFg3ya8in0lk7sBwKZC2Azrj5l7oAtd40WKyXfsoWvSg9Oxo/s800/081405-Wetrock2-753289.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>This wet rock looks more like sand with its interesting waves and curves. </p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjPnNcIagZiZ8wDdkz42Rvpe6hM70VJOjQiK4lzrSbi5TU6KQPO8FfnJCDu9w4s5xq0ls4Lop8s_xASckoMIWpZg9d41zaWxOucD_0KGVi7Dl8S5eSS38XlUmKtIRUEyuy0ywAoFTHMk/s1600/081405-Wetrock-754855.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503502178393838530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjPnNcIagZiZ8wDdkz42Rvpe6hM70VJOjQiK4lzrSbi5TU6KQPO8FfnJCDu9w4s5xq0ls4Lop8s_xASckoMIWpZg9d41zaWxOucD_0KGVi7Dl8S5eSS38XlUmKtIRUEyuy0ywAoFTHMk/s800/081405-Wetrock-754855.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>This entire area is covered with interesting rock formations, that all appear to be parts of old sand dunes permanantly frozen in their windblown shape.</p>Zion is a wonderful place to explore in the immediate minutes<br />following a rain storm as the sun comes back out again. The wet rock<br />glimmers in the sun light, and is rich with textures, shadows, and<br />colors. These sections of sandstone wall would otherwise have been<br />unnoticeable to me on a dry afternoon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-29856903010294652392010-08-13T18:00:00.000+02:002010-08-13T18:00:02.248+02:00Day 322: August 13, 2005 - Weeping Rock<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMJiiyYP9wNQnm3xQQYNPpkZl1N8HcrccQ1Ryfqv-P0jqaJxnCidsABXvbD0UFdFrE2IsSZVCR_hzXc-9gWXRfIyWcM9Qng5yftQ5IuQZDwzNCd1aa7f_C8iPczJkliuRBxackP-Z-ZxQ/s1600/081305-WeepingRock-760939.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503502636577731234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMJiiyYP9wNQnm3xQQYNPpkZl1N8HcrccQ1Ryfqv-P0jqaJxnCidsABXvbD0UFdFrE2IsSZVCR_hzXc-9gWXRfIyWcM9Qng5yftQ5IuQZDwzNCd1aa7f_C8iPczJkliuRBxackP-Z-ZxQ/s800/081305-WeepingRock-760939.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />Weeping Rock is one of the most visited trails in Zion. It is notoriously difficult to get a great photograph of, because of the strong shadows. I tried to use the shadows to my advantage here,<br />balancing the top shadow from the cove in the upper left corner with the dark sign in the lower right. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-46343824254740204852010-08-12T18:03:00.000+02:002010-08-12T18:03:00.235+02:00Day 321: August 12, 2005 - Out of the Wall<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuRAgxCoUhlLfW_rtMxq8s4VjxXrsC-6aaUAvh2fmo8i43rZJNT3GVOGLh_Gw35tpjFkuaojXQu3vrx_lFMutvVXaCR_u8iYGF5_ba-roP1f3WYsLw69zGQSRNIkeV4P7SQsLjMainQXQ/s1600/081205-TreeinWall-724902.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503503342232610066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuRAgxCoUhlLfW_rtMxq8s4VjxXrsC-6aaUAvh2fmo8i43rZJNT3GVOGLh_Gw35tpjFkuaojXQu3vrx_lFMutvVXaCR_u8iYGF5_ba-roP1f3WYsLw69zGQSRNIkeV4P7SQsLjMainQXQ/s800/081205-TreeinWall-724902.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />After spending hundreds of days in Zion, it's easy to lose perspective on the immense scale. However, all you have to do is look closely at one distant section of canyon wall, and you'll notice trees twice the size of house growing unimaginably through a crack in the rock. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-36893638958844727782010-08-11T18:05:00.000+02:002010-08-11T18:05:00.498+02:00Day 320: August 11, 2005 - West Temple Panorama<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3soDKDtycXaEWVY8UrE_LbmqBjcxo87gKoBzJ3j685pQmoFCxyHdKRAXKDqOEus9XRpoTl184uuuCwKd-6H0kaK8HcIdjGivKLo3LFPKH0kLJPt2VPP5SbA8BB38Hw1E4nP8pwwaupxM/s1600/081105-AlterSacraficePanarama-717911.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503503742886665778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3soDKDtycXaEWVY8UrE_LbmqBjcxo87gKoBzJ3j685pQmoFCxyHdKRAXKDqOEus9XRpoTl184uuuCwKd-6H0kaK8HcIdjGivKLo3LFPKH0kLJPt2VPP5SbA8BB38Hw1E4nP8pwwaupxM/s800/081105-AlterSacraficePanarama-717911.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>The visitor's center (lower left corner) is wonderful place to stop and take in the breath taking panorama with the West Temple and Mount Kinesava in the background. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-41775847009460083782010-08-10T18:07:00.000+02:002010-08-10T18:07:00.319+02:00Day 319: August 10, 2005 - Swimming Hole<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLBl-5vm0whor67eiXIQXLpijRwB2S0Vwe1d6tb_lG9hNBqj-YYS4UnWtvMpv2SP-ZGbW0ATBDNob7IDOU3AZnCaF0z354cgLME47HQsaSMM9QDZQ_HyXdu4yn3Q5yWAeLu5O0X__mZ0/s1600/081005-WaterfallPineCreek-730028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503504220740802354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLBl-5vm0whor67eiXIQXLpijRwB2S0Vwe1d6tb_lG9hNBqj-YYS4UnWtvMpv2SP-ZGbW0ATBDNob7IDOU3AZnCaF0z354cgLME47HQsaSMM9QDZQ_HyXdu4yn3Q5yWAeLu5O0X__mZ0/s800/081005-WaterfallPineCreek-730028.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />Pine Creek runs all the way down from East Zion into the Virgin River in Main Canyon. However, just before it connects with the Virgin River, the Creek pools up in a nice swimming hole, where it is not uncommon to find a few people "in the know" swimming on a hot day. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-42833903970094299152010-08-09T21:30:00.000+02:002010-08-09T22:01:02.510+02:00Day 318: August 9, 2010 - Many Pools, Forked Tail<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlzD6Eb8nXTQv9lmz7umrafSfaT4t2sGcV3xkBMK6GJw_GuLHvyOhe8wYClqtttlKKPOT3Xo4bNChfnlRKCBneYfyBVGitH-c0Ms3zwSpW-b2-5vbfvKsFhkzskcSe1B8yAh9-oZyqL4/s1600/080905-Waterholes-786283.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502762291923234338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnlzD6Eb8nXTQv9lmz7umrafSfaT4t2sGcV3xkBMK6GJw_GuLHvyOhe8wYClqtttlKKPOT3Xo4bNChfnlRKCBneYfyBVGitH-c0Ms3zwSpW-b2-5vbfvKsFhkzskcSe1B8yAh9-oZyqL4/s800/080905-Waterholes-786283.jpg" /></a><br /><i><span style="font-size:85%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></i>These large potholes are formed from rain water, racing down the canyon and swirling in these depressions, taking pieces of rock and sandstone with it. Each hole is teaming with life during the spring, but as the hot days of the summer progress, the water slowly dries up, and all the life goes with it. Until next year.</div><div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5AAZZltZfZ53BX2RzKf-w1IPx4fV1yK8ReX339TOsqejNnoFPrUsJxcn_f6-vViBXilr0oAODLwNiomIU5gT7RhP-CqxtaFO_9gzJqItTaP-4jNCpKcBc8U8T9RYGHG9buUEkG3e0Pxw/s1600/080905-ForkTail-787398.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502762297686139490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5AAZZltZfZ53BX2RzKf-w1IPx4fV1yK8ReX339TOsqejNnoFPrUsJxcn_f6-vViBXilr0oAODLwNiomIU5gT7RhP-CqxtaFO_9gzJqItTaP-4jNCpKcBc8U8T9RYGHG9buUEkG3e0Pxw/s800/080905-ForkTail-787398.jpg" /></a><br /><i><span style="font-size:85%;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />Look closely. This lizard, perhaps escaped becoming lunch meat for some predator, and lost its original tail, but was rewarded with two more.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-57308093926590617072010-08-09T21:17:00.000+02:002010-08-09T21:17:46.056+02:00Day 317: August 8, 2010 - Main Canyon Grove<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmm4mVUqdiGGDnGjJQVkGMMsbVvQQDETVWf4TvkND30ov4HRz8eOxthF8TXpKVnaE7TfcLOSY-hEmd5trmCLbcRXAGkNVWzE8z0YXRkN0oWS36lNiNdKq7C4Oig3Duw8DeS__A4hS93Tk/s1600/080805-ShadyGroveMainCanyon-799744.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502761917085634434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmm4mVUqdiGGDnGjJQVkGMMsbVvQQDETVWf4TvkND30ov4HRz8eOxthF8TXpKVnaE7TfcLOSY-hEmd5trmCLbcRXAGkNVWzE8z0YXRkN0oWS36lNiNdKq7C4Oig3Duw8DeS__A4hS93Tk/s800/080805-ShadyGroveMainCanyon-799744.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Chris Williams</i></span><br />
As the sun was setting, I setup the camera on a tripod and hoped to catch some beautiful colors in the clouds and sky, but all my waiting was rewarded with a gradually dimmer night sky. Win some, lose some!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-54992565848223182802010-08-07T22:06:00.005+02:002010-08-07T22:10:46.688+02:00Day 316: August 7, 2005 - Little Pine Tree<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZXp3ozhZ9t1nlzLgckDV3EEK_CA9Xc5pbU-lsxjOlz0X1PJRO2d7HAOjAqVhcjNzZ3ndNEdEBYFaagozhEX6RQ5kK8gntSfc5RgkGr5JiqcYDAN8DEGyJFQBBkGh1vjUMDwcUPZXvbfM/s1600/080705-SmallPineTree-774583.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZXp3ozhZ9t1nlzLgckDV3EEK_CA9Xc5pbU-lsxjOlz0X1PJRO2d7HAOjAqVhcjNzZ3ndNEdEBYFaagozhEX6RQ5kK8gntSfc5RgkGr5JiqcYDAN8DEGyJFQBBkGh1vjUMDwcUPZXvbfM/s800/080705-SmallPineTree-774583.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502761812279783810" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />In a rocky red canyon I found a small sapling growing out from between two rocks. How any sort of seed managed to get lodged there and actually grow into a tree is a mystery to me, but I love the way life in the desert flourishes in unexpected places.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-54011260233681937362010-08-06T19:53:00.003+02:002010-08-06T20:47:16.240+02:00Day 315: August 6, 2005 - Side Canyon in East Zion<p class="mobile-photo"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502356426796702114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4nbgm7O3z1HGx6qbvI1ISS2guUuzAdnwT-PgONQNsxE92gIY2KTZbRmgJIgZF7jsl81Eep3W7O0O2sX2FcayLXKJZN3QO0-j9darkXJX0IT1BNYXJj6W66fbP1MEMmxnpKnAagNhKTzU/s800/080605-EastZionCanyon-787844.jpg" /><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />One of the things I love about hiking in East Zion is you can pick any side canyon off of Hwy 9, walk down it and be comeplete isolated from civilization for hours. The peaceful feeling of being in the middle of nowhere, when you are only a 15 minute walk from your car. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-68858318958737667752010-08-05T22:35:00.003+02:002010-08-05T22:58:23.535+02:00Day 314: August 5, 2005 - Highway to the Clouds<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_K0nj-YZTuU1SMgJCTZ6FiaovlMQ131A_nzrMGzYlwuY9hyldxo95z2OhEUW4N1WpzCD1W1wF21JS_EDyWxkgwAbA08dHSMV-fttqClgkM1NThR3zUvpJweCUXgE7CREyHvHCxpTq38/s1600/080505-ZionHighway-722131.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502027149523513394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_K0nj-YZTuU1SMgJCTZ6FiaovlMQ131A_nzrMGzYlwuY9hyldxo95z2OhEUW4N1WpzCD1W1wF21JS_EDyWxkgwAbA08dHSMV-fttqClgkM1NThR3zUvpJweCUXgE7CREyHvHCxpTq38/s800/080505-ZionHighway-722131.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />I was walking across the top of this stretch of rock and it reminded me of a long empty highway with nothing but the clouds above me.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-66173591961716695992010-08-04T22:35:00.004+02:002010-08-04T22:44:34.535+02:00Day 313: August 4, 2005 - Glowing Clouds in a Brilliant Sky<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqbnn8-7fGHpoxWgcMJpnBDpNUSRqaitKviZt9cyxBb2RuG71GNKHW6m_05_hlttBngNfq1ozi1y9W1WD8CLuI8ZbsybWVFoto4A9uz_XjAyktv6qwKfDZ8yVFYBlbyOvFKITUZhTCtc/s1600/080405-CloudyRoadView-716633.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501656039881959474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqbnn8-7fGHpoxWgcMJpnBDpNUSRqaitKviZt9cyxBb2RuG71GNKHW6m_05_hlttBngNfq1ozi1y9W1WD8CLuI8ZbsybWVFoto4A9uz_XjAyktv6qwKfDZ8yVFYBlbyOvFKITUZhTCtc/s800/080405-CloudyRoadView-716633.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>As the sun disappeared behind the mountains, the clouds glowed in the brilliant blue sky over the shaded rocks of Zion.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dAYWjP3gvLS5YN2mpI93Bg_Ko9caPbgua_Ml9_CzH5JnW3nCymCBSuS0b_Yh0VQJWDnmDE-V7juPbnoDcW_1N2ETsmmOCo81qWjWBEE8wA0VqmFHQYVGgpded_JXJxLlRFYwiKz8COs/s1600/080405-MountainSheep-718034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501656048720734546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6dAYWjP3gvLS5YN2mpI93Bg_Ko9caPbgua_Ml9_CzH5JnW3nCymCBSuS0b_Yh0VQJWDnmDE-V7juPbnoDcW_1N2ETsmmOCo81qWjWBEE8wA0VqmFHQYVGgpded_JXJxLlRFYwiKz8COs/s800/080405-MountainSheep-718034.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>I went to an area of the mountains where I have seen the mountain sheep before, and found this bold male sheep that I spent some time photographing. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-54123157616088851482010-08-03T22:14:00.003+02:002010-08-03T22:22:53.260+02:00Day 312: August 3, 2005 - Approaching Storm<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ7-ngXbe3d9S3b0xVKXq0TOWMZfKsa8itiPZ0aQQxpyCLZVhgJWvP-sp-s8bg2YRoKNhw_7Q4DFdlAA1F9Q_gpjUDB97pCD6BmwjhUIRGaXPAYqK3pEnd4kD_gtev9eHHPallwSw17AA/s1600/080305-ZionHell-700380.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ7-ngXbe3d9S3b0xVKXq0TOWMZfKsa8itiPZ0aQQxpyCLZVhgJWvP-sp-s8bg2YRoKNhw_7Q4DFdlAA1F9Q_gpjUDB97pCD6BmwjhUIRGaXPAYqK3pEnd4kD_gtev9eHHPallwSw17AA/s800/080305-ZionHell-700380.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501279730322685538" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />The dark, threatening clouds from the approaching storm create a moody and ominous feeling in this photo of the usually sunny Zion National Park.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-31304712574914764572010-08-02T22:51:00.003+02:002010-08-02T22:54:06.561+02:00Day 311: August 2, 2010 - Sheep on the Wall<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_0B0cWqZFYbuB56lsrRpny3qBmrIw0lVpZRofx3kAFDPszJ4Qw9pQJoBCAf5LKRbfYY-00baiv5shvYB0Q27yeuTfSdohscBHV1m7PGWXpPBiYRMmIHokb2Ye_bQS5frgZERtHRo8Df4/s1600/080205-ZionMtnSheep-765968.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500917949754591698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_0B0cWqZFYbuB56lsrRpny3qBmrIw0lVpZRofx3kAFDPszJ4Qw9pQJoBCAf5LKRbfYY-00baiv5shvYB0Q27yeuTfSdohscBHV1m7PGWXpPBiYRMmIHokb2Ye_bQS5frgZERtHRo8Df4/s800/080205-ZionMtnSheep-765968.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>I came across this herd of mountain sheep while hiking in Zion today. I sat and watched them for quite some time, and followed them the best I could - which was difficult because they are walking on a rock wall that is almost vertical. It is rare to see this many sheep together at one time, and it was interesting to see the way they climb from place to place in areas that look impossible to walk.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-45362048933567098982010-08-01T09:26:00.001+02:002010-08-01T09:26:00.674+02:00Day 310: August 1, 2005 - Endless Rock<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-MJa3_FzV7g7jhVhOmdoL-m-TZD6e76xLl9JaBbu1mGWNH77KKuP5tu9e3FVl8PfYTmU4RLkvHJtRvJXyFFS85y2eDprqxbY4vbGSUvTtl7y-o6nZ9CAOnTFGSFQVErLKhKnjqOElt8/s1600/080105-EastZion-781106.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499411768080922146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-MJa3_FzV7g7jhVhOmdoL-m-TZD6e76xLl9JaBbu1mGWNH77KKuP5tu9e3FVl8PfYTmU4RLkvHJtRvJXyFFS85y2eDprqxbY4vbGSUvTtl7y-o6nZ9CAOnTFGSFQVErLKhKnjqOElt8/s800/080105-EastZion-781106.jpg" /></a><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>by Christian Williams</em></span><br />
I love hiking up from a shadowy canyon below, turning around to look across the trail I came from, and seeing an endless expanse of rock walls and towers.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-18671766425430996082010-07-30T20:24:00.001+02:002010-07-30T20:24:00.925+02:00Day 308: July 30, 2005 - Hoodoos<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqN6MbWZQPZC_cVfZPUHiGJEaYFUwgmX8zKPfyPzXT_ezoD4Oa0fcKDDysmM-kLM_bI3WfnTpsqewa7zcmm90YHdDWYnsJwgHRVOJoNbzMh98xZnS03R6XDvxJzBQyVGCqr56qI1Ejjo/s1600/073005-EastZion-781944.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499411341803163074" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkqN6MbWZQPZC_cVfZPUHiGJEaYFUwgmX8zKPfyPzXT_ezoD4Oa0fcKDDysmM-kLM_bI3WfnTpsqewa7zcmm90YHdDWYnsJwgHRVOJoNbzMh98xZnS03R6XDvxJzBQyVGCqr56qI1Ejjo/s800/073005-EastZion-781944.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
The mountains in Zion are always interesting to study, with their many different faces. There are sheer walls, different colors of rock, mesas, and on this particular mountain there are the small hoodoo rock formations that pop up out of the mountain face.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-85173006047597871672010-07-29T21:34:00.000+02:002010-07-29T21:34:07.767+02:00Day 307: July 29, 2005 - Clear Creek Narrows<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm93fQqVSxuxhtl-g3aAqSXedDi2xhJ29pv-x7MfQHhZr4SYSsQloNVet-nkHF_TWhCztVet_kX_6_aIrtlh-L9DKXwyys-FjoJn9tCW98mXkoIDqIICfNQNkn7FckORV5ngscAFRp-3c/s1600/072905-ClearCreekSlot-787545.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499410934620612434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm93fQqVSxuxhtl-g3aAqSXedDi2xhJ29pv-x7MfQHhZr4SYSsQloNVet-nkHF_TWhCztVet_kX_6_aIrtlh-L9DKXwyys-FjoJn9tCW98mXkoIDqIICfNQNkn7FckORV5ngscAFRp-3c/s800/072905-ClearCreekSlot-787545.jpg" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
During the summer there are many narrow canyons without water in them. I hiked up the Clear Creek Narrows today, which in the winter would often have water running through it. This new area to explore was filled with textured rock walls with nooks and crannies at every turn.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-65347095107341464242010-07-28T21:50:00.006+02:002010-08-02T22:27:47.284+02:00Day 306: July 28, 2005 - Fading Light<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF-Nm5DaI049Hp3U2wFy99lOiolKAoErRI6525fiOuFBqD529J5UNtKMZtuPhalvjEEfAtbo1IeOFxLD2x-sUi1WNgsLK3CMQhmDrL9dDhyphenhyphensNBwh4rDZIBC23I9k8y8E5GkKoJRQ3MBf4/s1600/072805-MainCanyon-714514.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499046835046167234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF-Nm5DaI049Hp3U2wFy99lOiolKAoErRI6525fiOuFBqD529J5UNtKMZtuPhalvjEEfAtbo1IeOFxLD2x-sUi1WNgsLK3CMQhmDrL9dDhyphenhyphensNBwh4rDZIBC23I9k8y8E5GkKoJRQ3MBf4/s800/072805-MainCanyon-714514.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>I waited around for sunset. Often in Zion when there are clouds in the sky, there is the potential for bright spectacular colors at sunset. Today it wasn't so. But the purple hues on the red rock still make for a pretty view of Zion in the fading light.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-55098365204150603712010-07-27T22:31:00.000+02:002010-07-27T22:31:04.035+02:00Day 305: July 27, 2005 - Milky Way Checkboard Mesa<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYKRUrG4V-ncdX2QOV0akY1nxkF1N-CLK2uZkzRbfMUeFcSGgtZVQW69d_jennNUosJ5ymBF3vS6xj6GbfaJNJNwVyFbOaa8wmoU5czPJcAyghmXauHHFzNBjqmPPt-9JLquHzShj_fyc/s1600/072705-CheckerboardMilkyway-751981.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498682786458518994" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYKRUrG4V-ncdX2QOV0akY1nxkF1N-CLK2uZkzRbfMUeFcSGgtZVQW69d_jennNUosJ5ymBF3vS6xj6GbfaJNJNwVyFbOaa8wmoU5czPJcAyghmXauHHFzNBjqmPPt-9JLquHzShj_fyc/s800/072705-CheckerboardMilkyway-751981.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian & Karen Williams</i></span><br />
This photo was a group effort, with Karen behind the camera and Chris in front of the pine trees in the foreground "painting" the Checkboard Mesa with a large spotlight. The camera was on a tripod and set to a 30 second long exposure, which gave us enough time to shine the spotlight over the surface of the Mesa. The ISO was set to 3200 to boost the light absorption of the imaging sensor and allow the detail of the stars to show through. A high ISO adds quiet a lot of grain to the photo, but was necessary because too long of a shutter speed would cause the stars to "blur" as the earth rotates. If the camera were attached to a telescope, which could compensate for the rotation of the earth, we could have used a longer shutter speed, without the high ISO.<br />
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In this photograph, you can clearly see the various stars and nebula and gas clouds which are thousands of light years away. On a clear, late night in Zion, it's possible to see this section of the Milky Way with your visible eye. Living in the city, it's easy to forget how wondrous the heavens appear in the dark of night.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-24110533912355217512010-07-26T22:52:00.003+02:002010-07-26T22:55:57.201+02:00Day 304: July 26, 2005 - Watchman Sunset<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbxFzk3P20WojheFUcyA_w6AwuZFZXP1tE7qS69pDDbk6ILZ3aaIdQtYPxRgSWRAyTclBLgFqUoLaunzeWH6ilRLvNyOh2z3GeDTslMSQXXwIpqQO-yJC8YyRctNhyCQMGvKs912yHYYo/s1600/072605-Watchmansunset-774045.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbxFzk3P20WojheFUcyA_w6AwuZFZXP1tE7qS69pDDbk6ILZ3aaIdQtYPxRgSWRAyTclBLgFqUoLaunzeWH6ilRLvNyOh2z3GeDTslMSQXXwIpqQO-yJC8YyRctNhyCQMGvKs912yHYYo/s800/072605-Watchmansunset-774045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498320813595075074" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />Watchman is a beautiful landmark in Zion, but sometimes difficult to capture in a striking photograph. I returned there many times over the summer in an attempt to photograph it at sunset. Although this picture is after the sun has mostly set, it turned out nicely with the warm colors on the river and in the sky.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-20962251442352816852010-07-25T18:07:00.000+02:002010-07-25T18:07:00.288+02:00Day 303: July 25, 2005 - Posing Lizard<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQPEEwbVys461i2WQFtHL2V5I6Ossb1UnCsbcUypxzcy_wjqpTnOXjGDpK2_NHn-D0bLkLNBOECcuucOH3kB82fyCqaxYtnLbrixKdMz9vo9s2D2c3EjlSFAqtcxhZHWldsgSIEaRD4bM/s1600/072505-Lizard-727080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497458612467027410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQPEEwbVys461i2WQFtHL2V5I6Ossb1UnCsbcUypxzcy_wjqpTnOXjGDpK2_NHn-D0bLkLNBOECcuucOH3kB82fyCqaxYtnLbrixKdMz9vo9s2D2c3EjlSFAqtcxhZHWldsgSIEaRD4bM/s800/072505-Lizard-727080.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />This lizard posed for me for awhile, giving me a chance to admire the patterns on his scaly skin and to capture his super model pose. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-75747918750366381312010-07-24T18:05:00.001+02:002010-07-24T18:05:00.700+02:00Day 302: July 24, 2005 - Vivid Colors<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP6Z0J4g9BXoTDFb5UNenqwW1ZBJ5HpIplO68-dVdKE7BsRkOsBoGCC8e6ynkg0OfwCuRy1fbyjRubV0oizv0MkIoSdCgNVyp2IghyoCnTCGtFTej6ifD06uCf4BPp6sqz4nheHgivPVg/s1600/072405-EastZion-743972.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497458263677524466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP6Z0J4g9BXoTDFb5UNenqwW1ZBJ5HpIplO68-dVdKE7BsRkOsBoGCC8e6ynkg0OfwCuRy1fbyjRubV0oizv0MkIoSdCgNVyp2IghyoCnTCGtFTej6ifD06uCf4BPp6sqz4nheHgivPVg/s800/072405-EastZion-743972.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />In east Zion there are long stretches of patterned rock. The red rock of the mountains looked especially vivid today with the bright blue sky and bold white clouds in the background. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-82251310759192409432010-07-23T17:37:00.003+02:002010-07-23T20:16:28.412+02:00Day 301: July 23, 2005 - Yellow Flowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Bdz4-NiQoy9s7rEHexRQD-KInXEV8a-sadp9HI6HuJSHVANbSnwLQfEEDo6Q-88qeyIYMYe7ABrKkFnodRNvBehp_XqkxOEDQqE7ya-OM3ecBftB6jih9pMDV0dwG0XCsGYzNIwlxOA/s1600/072305-Flowerspores-771320.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497126371504520066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Bdz4-NiQoy9s7rEHexRQD-KInXEV8a-sadp9HI6HuJSHVANbSnwLQfEEDo6Q-88qeyIYMYe7ABrKkFnodRNvBehp_XqkxOEDQqE7ya-OM3ecBftB6jih9pMDV0dwG0XCsGYzNIwlxOA/s800/072305-Flowerspores-771320.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />I look at this picture and think, "I like how the flower has multiple bright yellow blooms on it." Chris looked at this picture and said, "Wow, those look like alien spores from Star Trek or something."</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-48540436222657825092010-07-22T21:29:00.000+02:002010-07-22T22:31:34.519+02:00Day 300: July 22, 2005 - Green Pine Cones<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOzA56EWDFWQ1xwU1Q8Hll4YrqKwnkA9UmKvvPpEcRs4EnBGYljpelMhEL6I0mu0SH9mcIqgU75hbkoTSejg9ApFe5_tu_sSDKL752rOJCw-5c-wHHU81mgJ9Pfm0NrFgsCo6WW3koK8w/s1600/072205-Greenpinecone-794388.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496474925719830226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOzA56EWDFWQ1xwU1Q8Hll4YrqKwnkA9UmKvvPpEcRs4EnBGYljpelMhEL6I0mu0SH9mcIqgU75hbkoTSejg9ApFe5_tu_sSDKL752rOJCw-5c-wHHU81mgJ9Pfm0NrFgsCo6WW3koK8w/s800/072205-Greenpinecone-794388.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow on these bright green pinecones. I had never seen a green pinecone before, for some reason it never occured to me that they would start out green and only turn brown in the fall. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-57100202692181579042010-07-21T22:56:00.002+02:002010-07-21T23:06:57.145+02:00Day 299: July 21, 2005 - White Flowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-SkfdF_ALwsZbDtfQEYTZZ7JbZVQsqYRtaLAakKFjxIgcJLg38gOlbJ_JjQ6z1nN4quQCX2vdyK938ylo0USXi9_I_8IYVxMZkl7YAyq3W_HRh-Kt6IKHBdGAgsn3WDIw0tuOB_cqY9M/s1600/072105-Whiteflower-795993.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496466344773132338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-SkfdF_ALwsZbDtfQEYTZZ7JbZVQsqYRtaLAakKFjxIgcJLg38gOlbJ_JjQ6z1nN4quQCX2vdyK938ylo0USXi9_I_8IYVxMZkl7YAyq3W_HRh-Kt6IKHBdGAgsn3WDIw0tuOB_cqY9M/s800/072105-Whiteflower-795993.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />The white flowers appeared to glow in the dim light of early day, when contrasted with the sandy red rock beneath it. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-35108494716821682172010-07-20T21:39:00.002+02:002010-07-21T21:39:41.387+02:00Day 298: July 20, 2005 - Angel Trumpet Flower<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGikm3mJ8H7PpaYU1vefhUic91DiyNP-EDIKqvfKGT0xba2v9k3VG1dw7Vo2xHl_5uQ5m_EZHl3V8adTA7TtPCQmjN4pwr2DxvPvrCvSnmSjTPfhJQPXHhdTQw-k6fB6ZM6nKIPHQNS_U/s1600/072005-AngelTrumpet-704677.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496073817413313858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGikm3mJ8H7PpaYU1vefhUic91DiyNP-EDIKqvfKGT0xba2v9k3VG1dw7Vo2xHl_5uQ5m_EZHl3V8adTA7TtPCQmjN4pwr2DxvPvrCvSnmSjTPfhJQPXHhdTQw-k6fB6ZM6nKIPHQNS_U/s800/072005-AngelTrumpet-704677.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size:xx-small;"><i>by Karen Williams</i></span><br />It's easy to see where this beautiful, delicate desert flower gets its name Angel Trumpet. The scientific name is Datura wrightii or Sacred Datura and it is poisonous but the Native Americans sometimes used it as a hallucinogen (according to the guide on the bus in Zion).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-89220435247522966822010-07-19T17:52:00.005+02:002010-07-19T18:06:23.502+02:00Day 297: July 19, 2005 - Sunflowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnkvv2OXLtkLOEWDJ228KB1VnhJUMwJpQ86WgKrjzqD0HEf71AlRgSgw2PpxcssO771XaFTLD-ail0dqi-AjTsXNWykFNQF7Ncfa_Jirt9kLv8myp_-9D7HXJ6lMfoMopdx5dYPfDn9bk/s1600/071905-Sunflower-757522.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495645838612439714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnkvv2OXLtkLOEWDJ228KB1VnhJUMwJpQ86WgKrjzqD0HEf71AlRgSgw2PpxcssO771XaFTLD-ail0dqi-AjTsXNWykFNQF7Ncfa_Jirt9kLv8myp_-9D7HXJ6lMfoMopdx5dYPfDn9bk/s800/071905-Sunflower-757522.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />In the summer there are wild sunflowers growing all over southern Utah and I love them! They grow along the trails and roads of Zion which reminds me of a favorite passage I read as a kid in <em>My Antonia</em> by Willa Cather. </p><br /><br /><p>"Sometimes I followed the sunflower-bordered roads. Fuchs told me that the sunflowers were introduced into that country by the Mormons; that at the time of the persecution, when they left Missouri and struck out into the wilderness to find a place where they could worship God in their own way, the members of the first exploring party, crossing the plains to Utah, scattered sunflower seed as they went. The next summer, when the long trains of wagons came through with all the women and children, they had the sunflower trail to follow. I believe that botanists do not confirm Fuchs's story, but insist that the sunflower was native to those plains. Nevertheless, that legend has stuck in my mind, and sunflower-bordered roads always seem to me the roads to freedom."</p><br /><br /><p>I read this book before I had ever seen the sunflower lined roads in Utah, and it came to mind the first time I saw the roads in the summer with bright yellow flowers as far as the eye could see.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-83278085312537398622010-07-18T20:40:00.006+02:002010-07-18T22:42:51.568+02:00Day 296: July 18, 2005 - Afternoon Light<p class="mobile-photo" align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wWYY6Vi_fG5jEyDyHnvHt2UchAhMpxdsEWoSWPkav7mQIqBWWr2X57vSKaYAQz8HqDTSiQ_lUPIg3BIqV_qYIqnpky7kf-16_lvpW8hmlBFju1CU0gESisUOCh35e_4YW11MdiKgfL0/s1600/071805-Redrocktree-722558.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495317981137631858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wWYY6Vi_fG5jEyDyHnvHt2UchAhMpxdsEWoSWPkav7mQIqBWWr2X57vSKaYAQz8HqDTSiQ_lUPIg3BIqV_qYIqnpky7kf-16_lvpW8hmlBFju1CU0gESisUOCh35e_4YW11MdiKgfL0/s800/071805-Redrocktree-722558.jpg" /></a></p><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">by Karen Williams</span></span><br />In the early afternoon, the sun was shinning strongly and there was a beautiful reflection on the rock. However, after spending some time in this area trying to capture the light, I was a bit disappointed when I came home and the pictures didn't look as spectacular as the real thing. The colors are still nice, but there are times in Zion where the rocks really glow, and I had hoped to capture that. It didn't work this time!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-86456366343142670942010-07-16T20:48:00.006+02:002010-07-18T21:00:35.057+02:00Day 295: July 17, 2005 - Moonlight Reflections in Zion<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMubRHZkntZF1h_SUBrbP684jlFgqduwE0nSCkynzxw1rM8oMmTn-iOD9aN2_bBDfww4LXel7u1TOEmPWIfbmYHuCX7RHPlzNKW_XqxfBxPOGZBIMm-SnWKwufESTTV_1upjkg-jyFFjI/s1600/071605-MoonReflection-741302.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494578040778630850" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMubRHZkntZF1h_SUBrbP684jlFgqduwE0nSCkynzxw1rM8oMmTn-iOD9aN2_bBDfww4LXel7u1TOEmPWIfbmYHuCX7RHPlzNKW_XqxfBxPOGZBIMm-SnWKwufESTTV_1upjkg-jyFFjI/s800/071605-MoonReflection-741302.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />It was a marvelous night for a walk in the moonlight. This picture is interesting for a few reasons. First, the moon has such a bright aura, it looks like the afternoon sun, except it's clearly not bright enough to chase away the darkness of night. There's a nice analogy in there somewhere.</p><p class="mobile-photo"> The next interesting thing is the reflection of the moon, complete with the shadow of the tree that appears in the lower left corner of the image. This results from the moon reflecting on the lens itself, and the reflection is picked up by the image-sensor in the camera. Notice how the details of the moon are exposed so you can see them in this reflection, but not in the moon itself. This is because some of the light gets lost as the image is reflected, which exposes the reflection properly, while the moon itself is overexposed with no details. An otherwise boring photo, made interesting to me by these two details.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjme04jr9yZNNMAnUyYN8djFWUpu1yJTADJTcRWHIhxbrmRkKoUXltlbA5keHFy-JcqAJskA82-DhRvztG0GUA-Yc6TxBp21YheDuJo9RvGjdRXxnsiAE9DNxLBkm0t-dY5N_zxSsnfjIc/s1600/071705-Moon-743060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494578046926187794" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjme04jr9yZNNMAnUyYN8djFWUpu1yJTADJTcRWHIhxbrmRkKoUXltlbA5keHFy-JcqAJskA82-DhRvztG0GUA-Yc6TxBp21YheDuJo9RvGjdRXxnsiAE9DNxLBkm0t-dY5N_zxSsnfjIc/s800/071705-Moon-743060.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>The 500mm lens I used in this shot is about 2 feet long and almost gives me the illusion of being able to reach out and touch the details on the moon's surface.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-10140071682483862212010-07-16T20:40:00.000+02:002010-07-16T20:40:00.350+02:00Day 294: July 16, 2005 - Lonely Yucca<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-qEwQn6qhG-P338I40S_7-r3gIXJuNZTstBYJg61BFcVp-rOdW72RRE3f4PerifNYftQH_QR70XeC3K3WacmfjCymJZRVdPl0sOAKObdKMlTA6y8C3ohK2yCAt_K0G6I8a4OFvQmnsU/s1600/071605-Yucca.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-qEwQn6qhG-P338I40S_7-r3gIXJuNZTstBYJg61BFcVp-rOdW72RRE3f4PerifNYftQH_QR70XeC3K3WacmfjCymJZRVdPl0sOAKObdKMlTA6y8C3ohK2yCAt_K0G6I8a4OFvQmnsU/s800/071605-Yucca.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494236123015835202" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br /><div>A solitary yucca plant grows in the middle of a rock wall. I love the way desert plants grow in the tiniest sand beds, or even straight out of a small crack in the rock.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-46214865912478767372010-07-15T22:31:00.003+02:002010-07-15T22:40:02.436+02:00Day 293: July 15, 2005 - Kolob Alcove<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSsLim0W6JUkmR4U4O240qjNIN9MsPZcga76qgYXssip2lTLzIC-iiyiCoVgpMZZEj2_t-ko3fC928hEvc5JABvX0enG-2MuVkc36bVEwYCOPQqNAOftD0mDsxKbWUtsD0Fi2nySRoNcc/s1600/071505-Kolobcave.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSsLim0W6JUkmR4U4O240qjNIN9MsPZcga76qgYXssip2lTLzIC-iiyiCoVgpMZZEj2_t-ko3fC928hEvc5JABvX0enG-2MuVkc36bVEwYCOPQqNAOftD0mDsxKbWUtsD0Fi2nySRoNcc/s800/071505-Kolobcave.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494234051317896002" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />Today I went to Kolob to explore some new terrain. I found this alcove of red striped rock, and enjoyed a bit of cool shade before trekking off to explore some more. Kolob is a wonderful place to explore, with its vivid red rock mountains and expansive less visited terrain.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-91078733034219079022010-07-14T21:54:00.006+02:002010-07-14T22:12:50.361+02:00Day 292: July 14, 2010 - Moonrise over Watchman<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf75jiLuqX0nZgbvBzXPsbfxmG9vV2Wu2kLWvoFegZVUlMjYzuGYm9DThIHurA1gN7gTNhjA-uvGng7d8-VzFUb5FZ3O3bvya7qTAhTWEViCcqGzfQESlLIdiSLUZB42uVOkMD-AVnAb8/s1600/071405-watchmannight-746819.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493852641684811842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf75jiLuqX0nZgbvBzXPsbfxmG9vV2Wu2kLWvoFegZVUlMjYzuGYm9DThIHurA1gN7gTNhjA-uvGng7d8-VzFUb5FZ3O3bvya7qTAhTWEViCcqGzfQESlLIdiSLUZB42uVOkMD-AVnAb8/s800/071405-watchmannight-746819.jpg" /></a><br />
<em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />
We sat down by the river and watched the sun setting - which created a beautiful range of colors, from the warm light of day, to the cooler light of dusk.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-91048484907354828002010-07-13T18:45:00.001+02:002010-07-14T22:07:11.098+02:00Day 291: July 13, 2005 - Scorching Summer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLZBvrDtSBeDwexGUHiUJ704UOZ1m0EquRcxuqtl5x-dLvRhBqLAQc_ZFaOYq5jIQkHJs656oTLYuGNWtujc93EW-GrR6ikW83nxFsqCHcw1-f7-FivSfR76xjug6_IpUgOheDOQqhw14/s1600/071305-Mesa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLZBvrDtSBeDwexGUHiUJ704UOZ1m0EquRcxuqtl5x-dLvRhBqLAQc_ZFaOYq5jIQkHJs656oTLYuGNWtujc93EW-GrR6ikW83nxFsqCHcw1-f7-FivSfR76xjug6_IpUgOheDOQqhw14/s800/071305-Mesa.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
When I see pictures of these desert mountains, I can remember the dry heat of the summer, with the scorching sun in the sky reflecting off the beautiful white cliffs. It is not the most pleasant hiking conditions, but the desert's unique beauty makes the heat worth it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-37792757239378574142010-07-12T21:45:00.000+02:002010-07-12T21:45:16.376+02:00Day 290: July 12, 2005 - Morning in the Park<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXVWT_8S8hLeUFnIK8151EQB3Q1Yk6LeveGjOFPI5zua2uYskETalA3UDFq9KiT2pUNCfBdfr4M6EcecMwFR4MEZQcJs0n8o55zMWdVcHmVRyuwpkvnP4_7ujzL2E7ug9rdwjF4UHNqCk/s1600/071205-sunrisestripes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXVWT_8S8hLeUFnIK8151EQB3Q1Yk6LeveGjOFPI5zua2uYskETalA3UDFq9KiT2pUNCfBdfr4M6EcecMwFR4MEZQcJs0n8o55zMWdVcHmVRyuwpkvnP4_7ujzL2E7ug9rdwjF4UHNqCk/s800/071205-sunrisestripes.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
I went to Zion early this morning. As I hiked along the striped rock, the sun began to illuminate the mountain tops in the distance, causing the rock to glow with warm light.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-34585630917013574532010-07-11T18:08:00.001+02:002010-07-11T18:08:00.375+02:00Day 289: July 11, 2005 - Crack in the Wall<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqTua_mBXAkU7u-10hK32TdowRvHAShe_u061Gpom51I9O_qlDdvddxIO7CMVDHt5zIIGQeGN5lV06mmilHsI5gmQ4fpK6oYGlLGvqAwfaytL7K99A19G45dicTjb2JPGMF3HB-CZdQg/s1600/071105-CanyonCrack-711767.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488197308729972274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfqTua_mBXAkU7u-10hK32TdowRvHAShe_u061Gpom51I9O_qlDdvddxIO7CMVDHt5zIIGQeGN5lV06mmilHsI5gmQ4fpK6oYGlLGvqAwfaytL7K99A19G45dicTjb2JPGMF3HB-CZdQg/s800/071105-CanyonCrack-711767.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>While hiking through the canyon, I came to an open space with the light shining down on the wall. The lighted red rock walls contrasted with this vertical crack splitting the wall.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-62382401194543658812010-07-10T18:08:00.001+02:002010-07-10T19:32:16.847+02:00Day 288: July 10, 2005 - Snakes and Tunnels<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ki1lGpLf6pTgnVuw1sV9nFklQ_pPo1vGp4qYwLL8-6AHCND7RNKFz-aXCGd-ViPUbraKGiZ4GEBkjsmpvB_GRnNeunOgu-egO005BhijqIvs3VOeOHN8geBJyewqyuT-qVV3zDmYY-Y/s1600/071005-Snake-784122.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488197190666726834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ki1lGpLf6pTgnVuw1sV9nFklQ_pPo1vGp4qYwLL8-6AHCND7RNKFz-aXCGd-ViPUbraKGiZ4GEBkjsmpvB_GRnNeunOgu-egO005BhijqIvs3VOeOHN8geBJyewqyuT-qVV3zDmYY-Y/s800/071005-Snake-784122.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />This little snake was fun to chase around and try to photograph. I like the way this photo turned out. I adjusted the aperature so I could capture the sharp gaze of the snake as he slithered across the sandstone.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJ0J50HCpjLj5B3QG5gijJ5yUckQyEFXXAgR_7O2cKhvbr3NRqA9YPPoUcBX4ykLrdOYq6FBYVig-iDN3ovdNwiPYO_jP-WBHLFlJhNsbxT61UAqWkdlekhcfte6HjBfMRzxrXFtDheE/s1600/071005-CanyonWall-784960.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488197196974420642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJ0J50HCpjLj5B3QG5gijJ5yUckQyEFXXAgR_7O2cKhvbr3NRqA9YPPoUcBX4ykLrdOYq6FBYVig-iDN3ovdNwiPYO_jP-WBHLFlJhNsbxT61UAqWkdlekhcfte6HjBfMRzxrXFtDheE/s320/071005-CanyonWall-784960.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>As I hiked through the canyon, I came to this wall which looked like a vertical tunnel in the rock. The deep red rock looks beautiful on this uniquely shaped curved wall.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-20722066120336874162010-07-09T18:07:00.000+02:002010-07-09T18:07:00.315+02:00Day 287: July 9, 2005 - Daisy Bundle<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIaHyYRn7SXnelksPMtOEKb__7iAvdITYJdniN9jPdAoTCnKsTsEIOJLCmbSjcKr6lbjpxt2jGlT90iSzhazL5MtNXVrlZTOs4mziKZylIK2K8FqhZfV4bSWBQl8TxAXgVCIpkywik388/s1600/070905-Flowers-736763.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488196983498863090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIaHyYRn7SXnelksPMtOEKb__7iAvdITYJdniN9jPdAoTCnKsTsEIOJLCmbSjcKr6lbjpxt2jGlT90iSzhazL5MtNXVrlZTOs4mziKZylIK2K8FqhZfV4bSWBQl8TxAXgVCIpkywik388/s800/070905-Flowers-736763.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />In this rocky canyon I found a little bundle of daisies poking up from between two rocks. It seemed like an unusual place to find these little flowers that look like they belong in a green meadow.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-58040262223464176532010-07-08T18:06:00.000+02:002010-07-08T18:06:00.430+02:00Day 286: July 8, 2005 - Thistle<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikqLAm-y9FUXFic8cvZJHAuXVNuYRe9aT4ImdMLeMi_eRcrFM3P2koA-wPeUd9CCvhTJE7kLmBouHyuGUJo8mr6kD2NL4Y2wwkJGgkg4UXM1OZA8Ln_ED5ovEPF8kXSNrmSKvQQE9y1QY/s1600/070805-Thistle-794071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488196804565288482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikqLAm-y9FUXFic8cvZJHAuXVNuYRe9aT4ImdMLeMi_eRcrFM3P2koA-wPeUd9CCvhTJE7kLmBouHyuGUJo8mr6kD2NL4Y2wwkJGgkg4UXM1OZA8Ln_ED5ovEPF8kXSNrmSKvQQE9y1QY/s800/070805-Thistle-794071.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>This beautiful pink thistle caught my attention while hiking in the wash. I love the beautiful soft bloom with the sharp green spikes surrounding it. And it totally looks like the place for me to plug in my Avatar ponytail so I can commune with Mother Earth.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-9090959138154109092010-07-07T18:05:00.000+02:002010-07-07T18:05:00.532+02:00Day 285: July 7, 2005 - Main Canyon View<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXxxKlbXLbxbsEoFAN8h33pG0mxstECdEsSwThDwpWtwCs43sJy1WgstYrnVjpKO2oF4M0ef9tgU3uub2OYnc_Oc9scMz9frlctixtHqOym39nU7L7bJYs7kIA-q7sZRO2__ZauQd8z2g/s1600/070705-MainCanyon-761464.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488196668305863634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXxxKlbXLbxbsEoFAN8h33pG0mxstECdEsSwThDwpWtwCs43sJy1WgstYrnVjpKO2oF4M0ef9tgU3uub2OYnc_Oc9scMz9frlctixtHqOym39nU7L7bJYs7kIA-q7sZRO2__ZauQd8z2g/s800/070705-MainCanyon-761464.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />While driving through main canyon I stopped to enjoy the towering mountains of different colors, striking and imposing against the deep blue sky.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-15536185660817143402010-07-06T18:05:00.001+02:002010-07-06T18:05:00.898+02:00Day 284: July 6, 2005 - Canyon in Shadow<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt4oEUL8WHcF2OeFpqUyER-WGrUQp0rfyyW8XaawQ_Itxg1Q_AnwCwwDETH-Ol0xm0eKvLj9srfbA30RAquYFeSHnjzjVEIowzIIuqNyNYkEpBAu6Zgkb8OsFT3myhL569BPXS0fTK5M8/s1600/070605-SlotCanyon-714955.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488196464309185330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt4oEUL8WHcF2OeFpqUyER-WGrUQp0rfyyW8XaawQ_Itxg1Q_AnwCwwDETH-Ol0xm0eKvLj9srfbA30RAquYFeSHnjzjVEIowzIIuqNyNYkEpBAu6Zgkb8OsFT3myhL569BPXS0fTK5M8/s800/070605-SlotCanyon-714955.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />This shadowy canyon has interesting curving walls and variations of color in the rock.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-30774600262381261372010-07-05T18:04:00.002+02:002010-07-05T18:04:00.707+02:00Day 283: July 5, 2005 - The Subway<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir0DYZCPg74PFgz9M2afK6z8TpAOs_xdZVs9cCj-Sok9f1wN4dDh0-WgMcNcrhpd9kpeqpNrsieCLc4AfU0-f0tUenH-_hhQTZ6TSYhnjVtmn0yraDiWXi8ivB8eHqzbKJwtYQ5i1PQJc/s1600/070505-Subway-742379.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488294505171719362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir0DYZCPg74PFgz9M2afK6z8TpAOs_xdZVs9cCj-Sok9f1wN4dDh0-WgMcNcrhpd9kpeqpNrsieCLc4AfU0-f0tUenH-_hhQTZ6TSYhnjVtmn0yraDiWXi8ivB8eHqzbKJwtYQ5i1PQJc/s800/070505-Subway-742379.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />The Subway is a very famous landmark in Zion, so named for its tunnel-like shape. Permits are required and only a few people are allowed in each day. The hike is pretty far, through a river, and very tiring, but the views are absolutely stunning. Zion is full of beautiful places, but this unique canyon is one of the most fantastic hikes I have ever been on. </p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpz5m8sFbW7OWaj2k8OALEeZYAncpfzl8eS18iZdIf-_aB6-6_cB0M4zDA_zYXunqdWWnwN9cfz4MkPUpYZ5vRcHNBgeOVFchmP6FxNRg-nZgnuCQYW-zbddFsCRaol3mLDNX5toze-A/s1600/070505-Subway2-702175.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488225185252329106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWpz5m8sFbW7OWaj2k8OALEeZYAncpfzl8eS18iZdIf-_aB6-6_cB0M4zDA_zYXunqdWWnwN9cfz4MkPUpYZ5vRcHNBgeOVFchmP6FxNRg-nZgnuCQYW-zbddFsCRaol3mLDNX5toze-A/s800/070505-Subway2-702175.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />The clear water was beautiful, glowing with colors of green, gold, and blue. </p><p></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_RbVfoVmQZWBCdth4pm7oZfNvW6_CgEM9lgMKkEgJChhNeT-QRCGYi6wnMXd31KOQntIM4DuhMSI-dkUBsYRYE4P63aDdUJqzLi3pmGrZZrve7pFnrRpfgHT4j4Q_PvQBMTLv2i3oA4/s1600/070509-SubwayCK-703989.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488196418136280402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_RbVfoVmQZWBCdth4pm7oZfNvW6_CgEM9lgMKkEgJChhNeT-QRCGYi6wnMXd31KOQntIM4DuhMSI-dkUBsYRYE4P63aDdUJqzLi3pmGrZZrve7pFnrRpfgHT4j4Q_PvQBMTLv2i3oA4/s800/070509-SubwayCK-703989.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>Yes, the water is snow melt, and it was incredibly cold. It was a hot summer day, but Karen had to go warm up in the sun after this little dip in the river.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh645KDAT0jfzNsKsoP2lm-I6AC9Ex3g63oma9IehsBW8qEfexZYGahTGXL02pHIN2CquaCB5pp0uM7kDMvktnuZjx8pH5HMUCNBwjGh2_WzGLLoO4iVUj9-KOqvlj6SC2OLHrQh83TPlE/s1600/070505-subwaypools2-704403.jpg"><p class="mobile-photo"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488225192458354786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh645KDAT0jfzNsKsoP2lm-I6AC9Ex3g63oma9IehsBW8qEfexZYGahTGXL02pHIN2CquaCB5pp0uM7kDMvktnuZjx8pH5HMUCNBwjGh2_WzGLLoO4iVUj9-KOqvlj6SC2OLHrQh83TPlE/s800/070505-subwaypools2-704403.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>This year had so much rainfall that the river was higher than normal, which made the hike a little tougher, with some spots where Karen actually had to swim across small pools of water. The cold water was quite refreshing on this hot summer day, but I wouldn't want to brave this hike in cold weather! </p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKpvynWJ0CBuzu_3v-ZIgsJievARKiIQWr4Npw-rBkqDwsVwo8ykuutaTfBnVmMVHo8NyliBUxlxPPddOyH4ff9qFeHmVUGqPP69bK7XG8b2tjrH90GdhWOeMKjqcxHLyAya-UGPI5dz8/s1600/070509-SubwayPools-705632.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488225200006586162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKpvynWJ0CBuzu_3v-ZIgsJievARKiIQWr4Npw-rBkqDwsVwo8ykuutaTfBnVmMVHo8NyliBUxlxPPddOyH4ff9qFeHmVUGqPP69bK7XG8b2tjrH90GdhWOeMKjqcxHLyAya-UGPI5dz8/s800/070509-SubwayPools-705632.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />While the Subway itself was beautiful, I felt that the hike to get there was the best part. Large pools, small waterfalls, and vivid green plants made this hike seem like it belongs in a more tropical location than southern Utah. </p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY07ToWs94Hd4N_ywcCQjSL4E_8ECxSYdAEYbXXItYvWqCbv4KhGpokVYk4ofNTY-dTlJ-rT56tA-8uzYUMN9Mil1KMCRBx0soA7NgTSnvLBqruuPwR9YRLfnI0SxA_vhFhaCTvLNa-_I/s1600/070505-SubwayPools-706837.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488225207680807922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY07ToWs94Hd4N_ywcCQjSL4E_8ECxSYdAEYbXXItYvWqCbv4KhGpokVYk4ofNTY-dTlJ-rT56tA-8uzYUMN9Mil1KMCRBx0soA7NgTSnvLBqruuPwR9YRLfnI0SxA_vhFhaCTvLNa-_I/s800/070505-SubwayPools-706837.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4w_OADqof1Vu_LJGx17Qf2ygSoYF1A-dybKVY2jqkE-jo3NJHJjLvpHZ-RWY-GkslOm6bsytLENwgyhSj6p2wqRVK2n5V8PH_6MIvhVhYpc6JVi_9oAhNg1zJ8IOr-zvX66IsTFaK7k/s1600/070505-SubwayCrackFlow-708126.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488225212816161906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4w_OADqof1Vu_LJGx17Qf2ygSoYF1A-dybKVY2jqkE-jo3NJHJjLvpHZ-RWY-GkslOm6bsytLENwgyhSj6p2wqRVK2n5V8PH_6MIvhVhYpc6JVi_9oAhNg1zJ8IOr-zvX66IsTFaK7k/s800/070505-SubwayCrackFlow-708126.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />There were waterfalls all around. It was a spectacular place to hike.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Gxl09tMYndvDK3mkYk3zAxi_4HGqJG7ysuL2q693KQhLwrOj_iTg1IH8PI02zZ-QtCxDuXl1UQHH1hJheadie6Lfgew6m2WpCeXxd3aRrcXH7EWmC7Hp-xnkrJBtneji7fcu1Emfj_A/s1600/070509-SubwayWaterfalls-709792.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488225215316131458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Gxl09tMYndvDK3mkYk3zAxi_4HGqJG7ysuL2q693KQhLwrOj_iTg1IH8PI02zZ-QtCxDuXl1UQHH1hJheadie6Lfgew6m2WpCeXxd3aRrcXH7EWmC7Hp-xnkrJBtneji7fcu1Emfj_A/s800/070509-SubwayWaterfalls-709792.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />One of the reasons so few people are allowed into this hike is that there is no nice trail next to the river leading to the Subway. We had to hike in the river often, and up these delicate layered waterfalls. The impact on the landscape would be pretty severe if the trail was packed with hikers. Another benefit to the hiker limit, is that we rarely encountered anyone. This beautiful hike was enjoyed mostly in solitude - except when we luckily met a couple who told us we would have to scale a fallen tree to get to the upper part of the canyon where the Subway was located! Next time we will bring some rope to help with some minor climbing and repelling. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-2361274255070491302010-07-04T18:03:00.000+02:002010-07-04T18:03:00.117+02:00Day 282: July 4, 2005 - Mountains in the Warm Light<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYIZRIJao8OF9u82Osiowh9aHbs5tE-nGriTny9rXDstUaYgLJD3TyOBdbA8a8RDm4GRddyjim-I0wt7AL8tsLVKHkBj6C742HwYI8zsSx9hhPjq_H6NjWYpNaeztpkVUptT39iKgtP4/s1600/070405-MountainSunrise-707930.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488196002252421890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYIZRIJao8OF9u82Osiowh9aHbs5tE-nGriTny9rXDstUaYgLJD3TyOBdbA8a8RDm4GRddyjim-I0wt7AL8tsLVKHkBj6C742HwYI8zsSx9hhPjq_H6NjWYpNaeztpkVUptT39iKgtP4/s800/070405-MountainSunrise-707930.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>I went to Zion early this morning to capture some of the mountains in the warm early morning light. The rising sun always makes the red rocks a much more vibrant hue.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-6459870561498451352010-07-03T18:02:00.000+02:002010-07-03T18:02:00.326+02:00Day 281: July 3, 2005 - Muscle Tissue Rock<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiViv_fFqrFzhwXSPo4YZTqXA1yD39rdvRE_KwxM5LzL-DVKY_ftO_EzRb6eQ9cVw68BNgElXfASNxS4Yv1H3L7-Fmu5o0_sHDDLKgANmp06bALG7ZmJCObTootgHsCgvP8X676ecvIIIw/s1600/070305-MuscleTissueRock-750681.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488195760041511602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiViv_fFqrFzhwXSPo4YZTqXA1yD39rdvRE_KwxM5LzL-DVKY_ftO_EzRb6eQ9cVw68BNgElXfASNxS4Yv1H3L7-Fmu5o0_sHDDLKgANmp06bALG7ZmJCObTootgHsCgvP8X676ecvIIIw/s800/070305-MuscleTissueRock-750681.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />I hiked up the mountains in east Zion, and was struck by the lines in the rock. They look like the sculptures of muscle tissue I used to see in Biology class. It is amazing how intricate the lines in the rock are, creating beautiful patterns in every direction.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-49721933955898398752010-07-02T18:01:00.000+02:002010-07-02T18:01:00.495+02:00Day 280: July 2, 2005 - Jolley Gulch<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmog0XpVC1m9OkWh_47riUQowlH_WrNryNqcLmDdsagvOZ5_g6xPeFxnh96rwAYHmhXxF5RHHDpO1UIyZOHOT2HkMxz2eVcWdkv5C-WoK5oG3oK0ivuKITvAd_swQ41RTiRyqko9SjpY/s1600/070205-Butterfly-723054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488195641839066834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmog0XpVC1m9OkWh_47riUQowlH_WrNryNqcLmDdsagvOZ5_g6xPeFxnh96rwAYHmhXxF5RHHDpO1UIyZOHOT2HkMxz2eVcWdkv5C-WoK5oG3oK0ivuKITvAd_swQ41RTiRyqko9SjpY/s800/070205-Butterfly-723054.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />When we were backpacking up on the East Rim Trail, we crossed over a waterfall that was in a canyon called Jolley Gulch. We decided to try and find it from down below so we could check out the waterfall. On the way up the canyon, I spotted this butterfly and loved the intricate patterns on its body and wings.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXE2VdZMVlg4kiFTVatV43ODzwxrb4cr79nPJBTFi14G_H5Nh4nttcCiKsIeobOiM8m66CvQKIZAmD07OQGFsjfDk026XJDNPDbKC_mprvXGRbStQIl87F50t6bNq8IWipLsDRKIz56Zc/s1600/070205-JolleyGulch-724433.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488195642834667378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXE2VdZMVlg4kiFTVatV43ODzwxrb4cr79nPJBTFi14G_H5Nh4nttcCiKsIeobOiM8m66CvQKIZAmD07OQGFsjfDk026XJDNPDbKC_mprvXGRbStQIl87F50t6bNq8IWipLsDRKIz56Zc/s800/070205-JolleyGulch-724433.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>Here is the waterfall in Jolley Gulch. It required a bit of hiking, scrambling, and a whole lot of getting wet to get there, but the views in the canyon were well worth the effort.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-44713959697354240172010-07-01T20:50:00.000+02:002010-07-01T20:50:00.130+02:00Day 279: July 1, 2005 - Columbine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwiWS8nQi76dqIUw3lQ80ypa7bwpfe0A_kNK-ceJEfn4pE8mXoopM_epOASphnDxxK5ZUxGSmPb4L3pG_0FA8nrMglV4Hj-jplqAgSSB9G9OYfnjkOBVtYCh4xJPX2PY8fZeAcAYjblsk/s1600/070105-Columbine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwiWS8nQi76dqIUw3lQ80ypa7bwpfe0A_kNK-ceJEfn4pE8mXoopM_epOASphnDxxK5ZUxGSmPb4L3pG_0FA8nrMglV4Hj-jplqAgSSB9G9OYfnjkOBVtYCh4xJPX2PY8fZeAcAYjblsk/s800/070105-Columbine.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />
Columbine flowers look like they belong in Hawaii, not southern Utah. They are only found near springs in shady areas of Zion. I love their bright tropical colors, and unusual shape. And I love the areas where they grow - cool, wet oases in the middle of the hot, dry desert.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-66503997388673834012010-06-30T21:15:00.000+02:002010-06-30T21:15:00.615+02:00Day 278: June 30, 2005 - Dandilion Fluff<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtKcIfhK40hnj8_TneEsmfmv6-bwoRYJj4z8JGTQYNWFxkhm02Lj9Y3_3lVyL2L_zs36elJJW6objErXYZblOjhB5gQ7tMcL-uSNpJBf5W9quUT3kp3W1-fCOj3CTz08YQcQETmHVHRFo/s1600/063005-Dandilion-737303.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487163188805286066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtKcIfhK40hnj8_TneEsmfmv6-bwoRYJj4z8JGTQYNWFxkhm02Lj9Y3_3lVyL2L_zs36elJJW6objErXYZblOjhB5gQ7tMcL-uSNpJBf5W9quUT3kp3W1-fCOj3CTz08YQcQETmHVHRFo/s800/063005-Dandilion-737303.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span><br /></em>We have all seen dandilions. We used to scatter the little fluffy seeds everywhere as children. But as I looked closer at some dandilions I found today, I was fascinated by the shapes and details that each seed holds. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-80541044304374746142010-06-29T16:01:00.003+02:002010-06-29T16:11:10.238+02:00Day 277: June 29, 2005 - Mountain Sheep<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnSagusCS9q0I4Hxt_rSIH2FcNZu05nbqstlZwOIJd8FXuCBsJt__6W6TnzbUJwvwzmo2CDbC5cfrhdTKzdz9WScPU0GVZSUaAYusjhyHY4Qo5msFRkog6hJJfA98b4lsILSkOUEQgqO0/s1600/062905-MountainSheep-775744.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488195432658145570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnSagusCS9q0I4Hxt_rSIH2FcNZu05nbqstlZwOIJd8FXuCBsJt__6W6TnzbUJwvwzmo2CDbC5cfrhdTKzdz9WScPU0GVZSUaAYusjhyHY4Qo5msFRkog6hJJfA98b4lsILSkOUEQgqO0/s800/062905-MountainSheep-775744.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />We were driving through Zion when we noticed a traffic jam ahead. When we pulled the car over, we saw a herd of mountain sheep up on the cliffs, with a whole bunch of tourists down below trying to snap some pictures. We decided to hike right up after them, and were rewarded with some close encounters with the wildlife.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5B9NVt8Dhb8xrS7itxmYZaiDCkcsjQ7C6k7y34N5n2B6eg6VxsyfAKZHks6U58U2d0ZJVsSR7srZESwFC5bpuvWalubhGmvnW5UlSR1BJEdHPk_nFHx0gbmsVOQEp7hJh3Z26keOzN_Y/s1600/062905-LeapingSheep-777310.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488195444321714066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5B9NVt8Dhb8xrS7itxmYZaiDCkcsjQ7C6k7y34N5n2B6eg6VxsyfAKZHks6U58U2d0ZJVsSR7srZESwFC5bpuvWalubhGmvnW5UlSR1BJEdHPk_nFHx0gbmsVOQEp7hJh3Z26keOzN_Y/s800/062905-LeapingSheep-777310.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />As we stood watching the sheep, we heard some more sheep calling from behind us. The sheep on the mountain top came running down the mountain side to join the rest of the herd.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-48231299324916919302010-06-28T21:14:00.001+02:002010-06-28T21:14:00.394+02:00Day 276: June 28, 2005 - Purple Flowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE1AA5LkAa-cyoo_QKB8T7qAkv78vGSk0Ze-EyQS6GZFrxbrLd8lRK_dA4_FUCaFoaO8JnxpRz9X0Wmo9c1ZtJAdc0mEGl53XZInShfuBicngrnhgyYgjH2V_C9L9etUtbQU0axV6ZOTw/s1600/062805-PurpleFlowers-750784.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487162816359126770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE1AA5LkAa-cyoo_QKB8T7qAkv78vGSk0Ze-EyQS6GZFrxbrLd8lRK_dA4_FUCaFoaO8JnxpRz9X0Wmo9c1ZtJAdc0mEGl53XZInShfuBicngrnhgyYgjH2V_C9L9etUtbQU0axV6ZOTw/s800/062805-PurpleFlowers-750784.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />So you have probably noticed by now that I love flowers. I love to photograph them. Big, small, weed, tropical, I like them all. This one doesn't really look like a desert plant to me, the leaves have such a deep green color, and the blossom itself is a vivid shade of violet. Zion is like that though. You will be hiking along, and in a secluded corner of a canyon where the water from spring is slower to dissipate you will find a blossoming oasis of flowers and plants. Maybe that is why this desert landscape fascinates me so much. You never know what to expect - and are often pleasantly surprised at the enormous amount of life that thrives here.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-61118610063918353052010-06-27T17:39:00.001+02:002010-06-27T17:39:00.064+02:00Day 275: June 27, 2005 - Jumbles, Crumbles, and Stripes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-9KI-JApelbX4wakEjluGqmvMv8Dj1LEWaEkuKIM1OY_ZfXEi_wsYpkmEHgGQGIasHPktTJh_yQ_w6omnBgDAEWp4Xweb5MDz00VS0qONXGDXPwTsZ4Z5P8nes6Maao7Q8x9MUhDHGvA/s1600/062705-JumbledCliff.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-9KI-JApelbX4wakEjluGqmvMv8Dj1LEWaEkuKIM1OY_ZfXEi_wsYpkmEHgGQGIasHPktTJh_yQ_w6omnBgDAEWp4Xweb5MDz00VS0qONXGDXPwTsZ4Z5P8nes6Maao7Q8x9MUhDHGvA/s800/062705-JumbledCliff.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487063332511763986" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><div>While hiking I came across this mountain, which is so jumbled and crumbling that it almost seems like it should come tumbling down into the wash.</div><div><br /></div></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQH_lHCNyAMCtLYe2tLESmXE0sZm5ICZV7hvZ4djdfuzXiMuiufbTtRIUinoFLE2XHwl1ZeJbU1zNlvMgZYsrnNsciNEAXaNLLgTXEw9jXoDiW2zBJq60jdriAzxWmGEAKaFr1AVSUMQo/s1600/062705-EastZionStripedRock.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQH_lHCNyAMCtLYe2tLESmXE0sZm5ICZV7hvZ4djdfuzXiMuiufbTtRIUinoFLE2XHwl1ZeJbU1zNlvMgZYsrnNsciNEAXaNLLgTXEw9jXoDiW2zBJq60jdriAzxWmGEAKaFr1AVSUMQo/s800/062705-EastZionStripedRock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487063323354490914" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br /><div>This large striped rock struck me as rather interesting, so I set about to photograph it. I found that it fit into a larger scene with the tree next to it and mountains behind it, that is a nice representation of the beautiful colors and patterns of rock found in east Zion.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-9652638846683440632010-06-26T14:10:00.003+02:002010-06-26T14:16:16.368+02:00Day 274: June 26, 2005 - Solitude<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsObSWVE_Uv6lseubjWXv7m26mt6wguCoAmAwdGpXRcMa-ZKbFtbaBbcEze7EJa1WBkB1kNPa4B8P6AWC-iWaEw21H-yQRYSQeFu1I0I4dh3VV7amzfn77UP7U_AspSZ4kbxnCPJ3D3Q/s1600/062605-EastZion.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsObSWVE_Uv6lseubjWXv7m26mt6wguCoAmAwdGpXRcMa-ZKbFtbaBbcEze7EJa1WBkB1kNPa4B8P6AWC-iWaEw21H-yQRYSQeFu1I0I4dh3VV7amzfn77UP7U_AspSZ4kbxnCPJ3D3Q/s800/062605-EastZion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487054082019562210" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />I hiked up to a point where I could overlook a beautiful section of east Zion. This side of Zion is my favorite - it is less crowded, and it is easy to hike off into a canyon or up the side of one of the many mountains to find a secluded place to enjoy the beautiful surroundings.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-59356010645399561632010-06-25T22:13:00.003+02:002010-06-25T22:24:10.382+02:00Day 273: June 25, 2005 - Butterflies<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO63DhpUF0mYwTHHV8KPwUrqe4LYcjKre2FaLfSOXT3vs67lEEUvhoq6uA4i3ZmNd_CzqREZv7mcmNUcj6dgkJFHb7XY_3JduAN0uVMCE0QGK8EnXlTYlm1GTdpkYnSnAgyxr93KDz4Qc/s1600/062505-OrangeButterfly.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO63DhpUF0mYwTHHV8KPwUrqe4LYcjKre2FaLfSOXT3vs67lEEUvhoq6uA4i3ZmNd_CzqREZv7mcmNUcj6dgkJFHb7XY_3JduAN0uVMCE0QGK8EnXlTYlm1GTdpkYnSnAgyxr93KDz4Qc/s800/062505-OrangeButterfly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486808164385688370" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />While driving along the highway, I spotted a bright patch of orange down in the wash, and decided to explore. I found a small group of butterfly weed plants growing in the sandy soil. There are relatively few flowers that grow in this area, so I was surprised to see these bright flowers in this spot. There were beautiful butterflies dancing around the flowers.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSz2U9i5BJHOXtU99KEfoBLkc_W-cb2FNT-aQ9xxLpsJKwdfx1MBjIFYeOyf9uKxh4rT6YpMV8YQAe_t4BKJ7dXLcq4EnLnGq29rYvKqhYZBbVUESTpfndWkNY66QUfvrru2xyG9zelf0/s1600/062505-TigerSwallowtail.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSz2U9i5BJHOXtU99KEfoBLkc_W-cb2FNT-aQ9xxLpsJKwdfx1MBjIFYeOyf9uKxh4rT6YpMV8YQAe_t4BKJ7dXLcq4EnLnGq29rYvKqhYZBbVUESTpfndWkNY66QUfvrru2xyG9zelf0/s800/062505-TigerSwallowtail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486808157121564594" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><div>This butterfly is a Tiger Swallowtail, which is my favorite butterfly. I had never seen them before hiking in Zion National Park. They also love butterfly weed, and anytime I find a patch of these flowers in Zion, I can wait and the expected butterflies will appear. As it turns out, this spot was an unusual place for butterfly weed. I have never seen butterfly weed grow so large in this place, if it blooms at all, in all the years since I took these photos. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-55573243186188496812010-06-24T23:20:00.002+02:002010-06-24T23:30:58.115+02:00Day 272: June 24, 2005 - Yellow Flower<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIH84MtfMTdSqHtCqpveNkiQ5mEMDn8B8Ab12EvRTqS6TIydJFzA5ievfQd9Cq3uHVt3cSiLP5o9Gicy8cbIVyjFU-vOm3gFEYSm-Q8zsd6wVeg-Z7gvS7B2adgwccxybJU7jrmQgu8_8/s1600/062405-Yellowflower.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIH84MtfMTdSqHtCqpveNkiQ5mEMDn8B8Ab12EvRTqS6TIydJFzA5ievfQd9Cq3uHVt3cSiLP5o9Gicy8cbIVyjFU-vOm3gFEYSm-Q8zsd6wVeg-Z7gvS7B2adgwccxybJU7jrmQgu8_8/s800/062405-Yellowflower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486453758618639186" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />I found these little flowers growing down by the wash. The warm colors of the scene felt warmer with the soft sunlight glowing through the mostly cloudy skies.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-92089558420547832302010-06-23T21:07:00.003+02:002010-06-23T21:39:04.064+02:00Day 271: June 23, 2005 - Forbidding Skies<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjfQi6tf0rDdu9ezLKiwuUf5FD4PGW1wxkTADdmkI72iebywb-ktZlmu3Gt2_DJlWmpms3IZ7HAtR0oMwieNnOhe_vrjyqChXaaNLF7-D3K5vfhLAQTVufp4vfQn_QDbiUapJTQSOui0/s1600/062305-StormEastZion-750995.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486047848232344978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjfQi6tf0rDdu9ezLKiwuUf5FD4PGW1wxkTADdmkI72iebywb-ktZlmu3Gt2_DJlWmpms3IZ7HAtR0oMwieNnOhe_vrjyqChXaaNLF7-D3K5vfhLAQTVufp4vfQn_QDbiUapJTQSOui0/s800/062305-StormEastZion-750995.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />The forbidding storm clouds boiling over Zion today created a dark and moody Zion, with shadows dominating the normally shining cliffs of east Zion.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-71260553046413010812010-06-22T20:39:00.002+02:002010-06-22T20:58:52.095+02:00Day 270: June 22, 2005 - Clouds Gather Above White Cliffs<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo0-K6W8zYNY6Uw4xnj0ZObsGGvOGU4R1muli_VMKYtUA8MjeX_3xWn7yiUiUEbHVknx3duMGI1xZx0Dgs8DToMCWxztTMcAqNGI9LG4UTtF7uoMmOHIKeYwX4pSGf0OWJnXwZV7_JLwo/s1600/062205-CloudyWhiteCliffs-778600.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485669578136746930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo0-K6W8zYNY6Uw4xnj0ZObsGGvOGU4R1muli_VMKYtUA8MjeX_3xWn7yiUiUEbHVknx3duMGI1xZx0Dgs8DToMCWxztTMcAqNGI9LG4UTtF7uoMmOHIKeYwX4pSGf0OWJnXwZV7_JLwo/s800/062205-CloudyWhiteCliffs-778600.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>As I took photos, the storm clouds rolled in to bring a summer storm to Zion. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-43040872832560562942010-06-21T21:17:00.004+02:002010-06-21T21:27:37.435+02:00Day 269: June 28, 2005 - Butterfly Weed<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhq9caddWSGy5oN1oIRpFLV7t2xFrv1b4jglEf3lKd2YkLncBT9OAb-pKv_Xl4LpRGQP2OxY55Pzb6w9lHwkEh9u8D08s3-YjLnmvmdmlHkFmuYIuRQbi0IIfGGevI9TeyJuvZMylwzUY/s1600/052105-Orangeflowers-749020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485308247351757842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhq9caddWSGy5oN1oIRpFLV7t2xFrv1b4jglEf3lKd2YkLncBT9OAb-pKv_Xl4LpRGQP2OxY55Pzb6w9lHwkEh9u8D08s3-YjLnmvmdmlHkFmuYIuRQbi0IIfGGevI9TeyJuvZMylwzUY/s800/052105-Orangeflowers-749020.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>These beautiful orange flowers look too tropical to be found in the Utah desert. They are a favorite for butterflies, and are often called butterfly weed. This is one weed I wouldn't mind having in my garden!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-57296761819778630292010-06-20T21:52:00.005+02:002010-06-20T21:56:22.957+02:00Day 268: June 20, 2005 - Slot Canyon Bridge<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHYYmI53HztCjFZVkvBfpyC_xn1T1eQqi51UqM3UUgWXKKqM0rmeNcfY8Vi07eIcoBCncUVFWSJPO-yRm9cyCgB3YT1fLPbUvttxWbT2dKTjthSbCwhfLAecMtkwxm2u_DWW6MMWzU_ys/s1600/062005-SlotCanyonHwy9-741770.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484946147237370002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHYYmI53HztCjFZVkvBfpyC_xn1T1eQqi51UqM3UUgWXKKqM0rmeNcfY8Vi07eIcoBCncUVFWSJPO-yRm9cyCgB3YT1fLPbUvttxWbT2dKTjthSbCwhfLAecMtkwxm2u_DWW6MMWzU_ys/s800/062005-SlotCanyonHwy9-741770.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em></p><br><p class="mobile-photo">We returned to the same slot canyon underneath the Hwy 9 bridge, just before it goes through the 1mile long tunnel through the mountain. In the middle of taking pictures, the man in the foreground suddenly appeared. He must have been taking a break out of sight behind one of the rocks, but it was a bit startling at first to have someone appear in the middle of a narrow canyon all of the sudden!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-69169207831048504212010-06-19T21:59:00.001+02:002010-06-19T22:00:19.651+02:00Day 267: June 19, 2010 - Highway over the Canyon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Rv85lK0tZPYdkXjCJwdQH70mVyPULq28FMBl8ZXn7XiSVXHS_Sm62OVY5RkQtVh8cq8JG_yWFQO8_HNM-h8RSYT4vjyZ3761FjT0nngB-6OAfir-2yV-X4Z4VA350jWrLGws50twk0I/s1600/061905-Hwy9BridgeCanyon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Rv85lK0tZPYdkXjCJwdQH70mVyPULq28FMBl8ZXn7XiSVXHS_Sm62OVY5RkQtVh8cq8JG_yWFQO8_HNM-h8RSYT4vjyZ3761FjT0nngB-6OAfir-2yV-X4Z4VA350jWrLGws50twk0I/s800/061905-Hwy9BridgeCanyon.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>by Karen Williams</i></span><br />
This is the highway that runs through Zion, just before it enters the Zion tunnel. There is a canyon below that can be walked through to a certain point, and at this time of year it was filled with water. I loved being down below the road in a place I had never explored before. This canyon can be hiked all the way down to the main canyon if you have repelling gear and skills, which I totally don't. Someday I would love to do that hike though. On this day I simply sat in the canyon, looking up at the canyon walls, the highway crossing the chasm, and the sliver of blue sky.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-36034062871154176432010-06-18T22:14:00.005+02:002010-06-18T22:53:38.436+02:00Day 266: June 18, 2005 - Angel's Landing<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqC75x6cMy5fS4i8YdadRtTApP0FjwR5jYEAYZeoxd5p-t5A-V79gGVNM82IJcN8BuSru2hsJ3J8GKayP1pcKf7G7lRasAO3upvB3xUsMfULyzLrnOWMnQz0TOlCNI1jSK7yaC1-qAAdc/s1600/061805-AngelLandingNarrowLedge-780052.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqC75x6cMy5fS4i8YdadRtTApP0FjwR5jYEAYZeoxd5p-t5A-V79gGVNM82IJcN8BuSru2hsJ3J8GKayP1pcKf7G7lRasAO3upvB3xUsMfULyzLrnOWMnQz0TOlCNI1jSK7yaC1-qAAdc/s800/061805-AngelLandingNarrowLedge-780052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484209724559777554" border="0" /></a></p>by Christian Williams<br />Angel's Landing is one of the iconic hikes at Zion National Park. Tragically, every few years it seems, someone gets a bit too careless and falls to their death. As you can see from this photo, it's a long narrow walk across with steep falls on both sides.<br /><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFlpR8iJ7rvQWpwHFj95_x4aR5C8ooH1rjZChDPxka9YAlPdFbx8v8q9BkSKdO6cGoLxIzNhZaz5lqg6eeVV3yVOH6NsFBrHgKboxmlrHbbjN2P2mYOXDn77hUxJU3KHoh2DknfdhCnA0/s1600/061805-AngelLandingSouthView-781937.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFlpR8iJ7rvQWpwHFj95_x4aR5C8ooH1rjZChDPxka9YAlPdFbx8v8q9BkSKdO6cGoLxIzNhZaz5lqg6eeVV3yVOH6NsFBrHgKboxmlrHbbjN2P2mYOXDn77hUxJU3KHoh2DknfdhCnA0/s800/061805-AngelLandingSouthView-781937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484209735675613650" border="0" /></a></p>by Karen Williams<br />Angel's Landing juts out in the middle of main canyon, and provides 360 degrees of stunning views.<br /><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisvUQqN5OvMh26_lru_9cS80_sMeNXMyiPRMvjZGmHfZOzMPIzMSh0rrwMt4l09dEIbhL7eLsO1rvt5oYvi-uT3ntcYLd3l8OJPwAog34H3j7_3ki8V0Y3wrLR-ZWUim3PAyMVlBD95Q/s1600/061805-AngelLandingNorthView-783612.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisvUQqN5OvMh26_lru_9cS80_sMeNXMyiPRMvjZGmHfZOzMPIzMSh0rrwMt4l09dEIbhL7eLsO1rvt5oYvi-uT3ntcYLd3l8OJPwAog34H3j7_3ki8V0Y3wrLR-ZWUim3PAyMVlBD95Q/s800/061805-AngelLandingNorthView-783612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484209739337878050" border="0" /></a></p>by Christian Williams<br />Look back toward the north, with the Virgin river winding through the shadows below.<br /><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrN42NnsPjFVDr0ccqTEizIdsUCl7IFwCBAhNU7mWfOGf627oKA2XCKuEOFyiiwLIN9yhVg65vn61PlcSDgCAkriQHPfGopVHhRAXbVtpgkj_1crwsq9jNCmAzBk7_W2lzZ7wTeK-r-0/s1600/061805-AngelLandingHike-VirginRiver-784857.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifrN42NnsPjFVDr0ccqTEizIdsUCl7IFwCBAhNU7mWfOGf627oKA2XCKuEOFyiiwLIN9yhVg65vn61PlcSDgCAkriQHPfGopVHhRAXbVtpgkj_1crwsq9jNCmAzBk7_W2lzZ7wTeK-r-0/s800/061805-AngelLandingHike-VirginRiver-784857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484209742299132450" border="0" /></a></p>by Christian Williams<br />The hike up and back down can be accomplished in half a day, but is a bit strenuous and definitely takes some care. The view from the trail along the entire way is definitely rewarding.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-72424460593395726712010-06-17T23:36:00.003+02:002010-06-17T23:41:48.255+02:00Day 265: June 17, 2005 - View of Zion from Springdale<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2OdgRutUCYVXRe9gUFkMvgA2y1o3qAO47zWUEw7l9hqUku_tzdgr0Jz-_btFffK-SLVJq8ODkvGQH2I2wb6YdhDG33_MyZ1zXwsK7jQt9bSIU_CU5Qdimz7DxaP0FcXNBRTr0rkrJGTg/s1600/061705-Spingdale-789450.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483859725543913298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2OdgRutUCYVXRe9gUFkMvgA2y1o3qAO47zWUEw7l9hqUku_tzdgr0Jz-_btFffK-SLVJq8ODkvGQH2I2wb6YdhDG33_MyZ1zXwsK7jQt9bSIU_CU5Qdimz7DxaP0FcXNBRTr0rkrJGTg/s800/061705-Spingdale-789450.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />This is a view seen while exiting Zion's main canyon and driving into the lovely town of Springdale. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-56546288071377398152010-06-16T23:24:00.000+02:002010-06-16T23:24:23.668+02:00Day 264: June 16, 2005 - Kolob<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihwwnrF1NkogYPYbaVMIHM_kTADxBI4plSS_zwelfHaZuHt2pGLIPDJCBeRVdZ44uDCXrPXI2XGvK5v6qwuj05DcZsM1GldaABi8eBWwW1Dg1fW3ZQBah41-HL3VzmzOFkcp3yy_LneOQ/s1600/061605-Kolob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihwwnrF1NkogYPYbaVMIHM_kTADxBI4plSS_zwelfHaZuHt2pGLIPDJCBeRVdZ44uDCXrPXI2XGvK5v6qwuj05DcZsM1GldaABi8eBWwW1Dg1fW3ZQBah41-HL3VzmzOFkcp3yy_LneOQ/s800/061605-Kolob.jpg" /></a></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
We don't get over to Kolob very often, so we spent some time walking around out at some of the scene view points. The scenery bares some similarities to Zion in some respects, but is also quite unique.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-12603796467959226902010-06-15T21:09:00.004+02:002010-06-15T21:39:25.744+02:00Day 263: June 15, 2005 - Mountain Sheep in the Canyon<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1PEtAwGocKpClL3H9ZIqJtbnb3FwoU0WAYIqkWFsetzE1RlRibQoGAgtyny0fQJCHGV3blweK6nvXE0z54EteHEZ1TxaHUSy0yZFYEr7N7c81foARAkdNr8shAlaah6g6LRaYE0ilES4/s1600/061505-MountainSheep-795713.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483079786575530690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1PEtAwGocKpClL3H9ZIqJtbnb3FwoU0WAYIqkWFsetzE1RlRibQoGAgtyny0fQJCHGV3blweK6nvXE0z54EteHEZ1TxaHUSy0yZFYEr7N7c81foARAkdNr8shAlaah6g6LRaYE0ilES4/s800/061505-MountainSheep-795713.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>I was hiking through a side canyon in East Zion when I came across a family of mountain sheep. I counted at least 6 in all. This one caught my attention by separating from the pack and walking straight across a 1 inch band of rock in a vertical wall. </p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj36ELxicX9DnlGC0nfDAEtaMMg1BT-NHCPM97wqA6QSQM6W_sETC90gz77dcVkIc6eGOKHSKJg4_MZypJCQTYVEnO_xoyLZXEFw6TwYDtZ5kPLA8Pbu5Ak7m_p_zg7NwdLHeQtEWtpaAg/s1600/061505-CanyonLines-797384.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483079793922878466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj36ELxicX9DnlGC0nfDAEtaMMg1BT-NHCPM97wqA6QSQM6W_sETC90gz77dcVkIc6eGOKHSKJg4_MZypJCQTYVEnO_xoyLZXEFw6TwYDtZ5kPLA8Pbu5Ak7m_p_zg7NwdLHeQtEWtpaAg/s800/061505-CanyonLines-797384.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>On the way out of the canyon, I was interested in the way the walls of the canyon left only a narrow opening through which to see the Zion landscape.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-56625842120984496102010-06-14T22:34:00.004+02:002010-06-14T23:25:09.520+02:00Day 262: June 14, 2005 - White Cliffs with Brilliant Blue Skies<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2OHDg5UAhq1XHcGaLv5DQ5p98_huthC15lcXlAHJ8s2jOrAX21V0kJkOKdfIygPc4bWTi9fUbfNloGM7UrUH2bja4dMw2oczEMGNhjsWVfDegBXAlioQwyGKgSfHBJ2dfQoJUVZ1UewQ/s1600/061405-EastZionWhiteCliffs-744530.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482730384869198706" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2OHDg5UAhq1XHcGaLv5DQ5p98_huthC15lcXlAHJ8s2jOrAX21V0kJkOKdfIygPc4bWTi9fUbfNloGM7UrUH2bja4dMw2oczEMGNhjsWVfDegBXAlioQwyGKgSfHBJ2dfQoJUVZ1UewQ/s800/061405-EastZionWhiteCliffs-744530.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>Today the skies were a brilliant blue, with fantastic white clouds. The beautiful skies contrasted nicely with the expansive white cliffs below. I hiked up one of the mountains and took some photos of the breathtaking views in east Zion.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9xtrrxf4S6JdxlmbzDVQgzTZeaIk5wbJAVo9q5-NyhBk7clMIxFPk9UYJX8_R5qxBynUscmpXZoIFcNyRYGqaPypeuwvoSEI-U9OmrGoo2MHPF43nQLNprkf3qdO2eGE6aZdIoXdn7d0/s1600/061405-EastZionWhiteCliffs2-746318.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482730394287472098" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9xtrrxf4S6JdxlmbzDVQgzTZeaIk5wbJAVo9q5-NyhBk7clMIxFPk9UYJX8_R5qxBynUscmpXZoIFcNyRYGqaPypeuwvoSEI-U9OmrGoo2MHPF43nQLNprkf3qdO2eGE6aZdIoXdn7d0/s800/061405-EastZionWhiteCliffs2-746318.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>My goal here was to reveal a little bit of Hwy9, as it winds in between the towering canyons. Certainly, one of the best scenic drives in the world.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-50488698882027682192010-06-13T10:42:00.003+02:002010-06-13T21:45:36.913+02:00Day 261: June 13, 2005 - Roadside Flowers<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4qVcj60f1jte71N9h-_PRElmcnXwZS5vW-kreAQsMRMkydaooPsRuH1sb2Y8_btNOTo8BioARlymPuc-VGslrQhj6-gCxiV_CWzmTaZvke8dib9PXK5Lw95F4XPA-LVCXJSFYrVyjKb4/s1600/061305-FlowersEastZionMtn-731505.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4qVcj60f1jte71N9h-_PRElmcnXwZS5vW-kreAQsMRMkydaooPsRuH1sb2Y8_btNOTo8BioARlymPuc-VGslrQhj6-gCxiV_CWzmTaZvke8dib9PXK5Lw95F4XPA-LVCXJSFYrVyjKb4/s800/061305-FlowersEastZionMtn-731505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482175849434331746" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Karen Williams</span></span><br />Zion National Park is a wonderful place, where you can just stop by the roadside and take in some amazing scenery. The road was lined with these beautiful flowers, so I pulled over and spent some time taking pictures.<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBBszXSsmjQpu6T00vRItiafsMt49dStDMhK1y4B8cl_I9BEoXMqBgTgtNJJ66te8ui7cLu6hEXGxSWFTa5tDuCVUOV30nIspgBH_ogvApFUcvMwb1LwBEfTa9LZZB-y94r4WS1Zjlfg/s1600/061305-FlowersBee-733124.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBBszXSsmjQpu6T00vRItiafsMt49dStDMhK1y4B8cl_I9BEoXMqBgTgtNJJ66te8ui7cLu6hEXGxSWFTa5tDuCVUOV30nIspgBH_ogvApFUcvMwb1LwBEfTa9LZZB-y94r4WS1Zjlfg/s800/061305-FlowersBee-733124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482175856840509298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Karen Williams</span></span><br />On closer inspection large bumblebees were swarming all over the flowers.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-22824482536585776862010-06-12T20:34:00.001+02:002010-06-12T21:21:52.051+02:00Day 260: June 12, 2005 - Striking Blue Skies<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRw9WphZPSsnTlk4tY4pOSzf2tpskCnoL_cmogl7LgUK7E5qJfvy1ld6gw0YauXb3LpiUBvJnN9n9scJINnCIO5L_mFzJG2-nTuNxbmLY0MElrByc8W596keOP0LAAODIe9UoGeO97zGg/s1600/061205-whitecliffs-754121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481954754984344274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRw9WphZPSsnTlk4tY4pOSzf2tpskCnoL_cmogl7LgUK7E5qJfvy1ld6gw0YauXb3LpiUBvJnN9n9scJINnCIO5L_mFzJG2-nTuNxbmLY0MElrByc8W596keOP0LAAODIe9UoGeO97zGg/s800/061205-whitecliffs-754121.jpg" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size:xx-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />We hiked to a familiar location in East Zion today. The sun had come out after the freezing rain and snow storm the previous day. Strange weather indeed, but the perfect blue skies helped make this a striking photograph.<br /><br /><div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoSER5arOiKhaAluHm5smvskWrc52GjmthBZIa7KFlUMZYuz5P78H_3VVpZzfzJspKAooObSbi5iJl2zB9mO0MMnx5IayQ-czB_jjDE_kM5upytMK06ooKs76R4AM_LojY4f0Z3MHn6J4/s1600/061205-karenreflections-755808.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481954760392972386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoSER5arOiKhaAluHm5smvskWrc52GjmthBZIa7KFlUMZYuz5P78H_3VVpZzfzJspKAooObSbi5iJl2zB9mO0MMnx5IayQ-czB_jjDE_kM5upytMK06ooKs76R4AM_LojY4f0Z3MHn6J4/s800/061205-karenreflections-755808.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size:xx-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />After she took a few pictures near the river, Karen disappeared further down the canyon. I found her crouched over a small pond taking pictures of a frog. The symmetry of the scene with her reflection in the water was crystal clear, so I spent a few minutes taking pictures of her taking pictures.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-23888431998450508852010-06-11T19:26:00.003+02:002010-06-11T19:34:05.472+02:00Day 259: June 11, 2005 - June Snow on the West Rim<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiae2PK3XafVoYRa3uaZNk-wFdAyhOBwhrG3DdD739tsgd8RR7gprHcjH2Lndzh1cnoc1BaUrX-xV13sAxTmHQS3Q32oa7L3DqUDueLOqupNQWVB8vUdaGio5hZbamObhbP3dmlf-ESCr8/s1600/051105-RainyKolob-707310.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiae2PK3XafVoYRa3uaZNk-wFdAyhOBwhrG3DdD739tsgd8RR7gprHcjH2Lndzh1cnoc1BaUrX-xV13sAxTmHQS3Q32oa7L3DqUDueLOqupNQWVB8vUdaGio5hZbamObhbP3dmlf-ESCr8/s800/051105-RainyKolob-707310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481568866598882194" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Karen Williams</span></span><br />We got up this morning and packed our tents. In the middle of our hike, the mother of all freezing rain storms poured down on us; worse than we have ever seen it. With the weather we figured now wasn't the time to descend down 2000 feet of narrow rock ledges. So we turned and hiked back out to the range station at Kolob campgrounds to beg a ranger for a ride to our car. Before long the freezing rain turned to snow. It was very cold and wet. We hadn't taken any pictures at this point, so we stopped by Kolob after getting our car and took a few shots just to say we did.<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdujpcpOc3haRNL9WSO_j4qAsRQ3Gnw-oV24d80K8QtNYoV8CiOtdkqiQeo6O1mUJ9_4x8ONkIXFIrnK0ACty2pIkLlE-YvC7Zt_-HZB4FiKA0_BC73IsYQRdh7T3bDPiL1Zk2Rektz0s/s1600/061105-SnowCedarMtn-708875.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdujpcpOc3haRNL9WSO_j4qAsRQ3Gnw-oV24d80K8QtNYoV8CiOtdkqiQeo6O1mUJ9_4x8ONkIXFIrnK0ACty2pIkLlE-YvC7Zt_-HZB4FiKA0_BC73IsYQRdh7T3bDPiL1Zk2Rektz0s/s800/061105-SnowCedarMtn-708875.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481568874024518578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Karen Williams</span></span><br />On the way back over Cedar mountain, we documented the snow with cousin Amy. None of us had winter clothes, as it was almost the middle of June! Here's the Zion overlook, which on a clear day you can see all the way down into Zion, but it was now being hammered with freezing rain and snow.<br /><br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAkbn1PxB1lwtzCCiesjdCqv2ygKOiI8Y_pQDRWSU9RI3CcUlJnV9ngo6hwOIJK6ogLIKofha2lb9RFk6x6tvJ7zA8_QohS1ysndIKQIj4PnNROZiGH1orwGB0gMwoKkE_jLTtohHa8A/s1600/061105-OutbackJump-710413.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAkbn1PxB1lwtzCCiesjdCqv2ygKOiI8Y_pQDRWSU9RI3CcUlJnV9ngo6hwOIJK6ogLIKofha2lb9RFk6x6tvJ7zA8_QohS1ysndIKQIj4PnNROZiGH1orwGB0gMwoKkE_jLTtohHa8A/s800/061105-OutbackJump-710413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481568878288431730" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Christian Williams</span></span><br />Nothing to do with Zion, but we were cold, wet, miserable and hungry. So, with the day over, we decided to head down to St. George and stop byOutback Steakhouse. The camera was so soaking wet by this time the sensor and lenses were completely fogged up, but it was good enough for a "Toyota!" jump shot. With the prospect of a steak dinner and cheese fries a head, no one was feeling unhappy by this point.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-62506790826984239132010-06-10T21:38:00.002+02:002010-06-10T21:39:42.622+02:00Day 258: June 10, 2005 - Wildcat Connector Trail<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsSC4m3BS7cqEQZhM1fQs5PJKKEUXOiC7tWkz0FeHuE0hpuKtz9nbpTVY-chfBsLnbpZOQussgEcqAp92gqYlNdIh4M0afZRE4BkOuGMFNReJYtdZsI-8RQ6WruJniVMGVs3ZclzfzKlM/s1600/061005-Billhike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsSC4m3BS7cqEQZhM1fQs5PJKKEUXOiC7tWkz0FeHuE0hpuKtz9nbpTVY-chfBsLnbpZOQussgEcqAp92gqYlNdIh4M0afZRE4BkOuGMFNReJYtdZsI-8RQ6WruJniVMGVs3ZclzfzKlM/s800/061005-Billhike.jpg" /></a></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i><br />
Here is Uncle Bill hiking his way out of an old lava spill on the Wildcat Connector Trail. This trail offered some unique scenery in Zion, with the black rock surrounded by green brush and trees.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidopdIkv7H9Tv1oADXkaI-iQ3D1oT-DNfi6tPtcDeU_9sM5TJMurNhwBBljhK7F9BQVqdQDVX2uiNOvaTDHXujGqxWtl3PJarkJjJwI7SYGOH-_AjstCFAXPkz1NbGfHiTw9ZVRRlKJAM/s1600/061005-FarmEquipment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidopdIkv7H9Tv1oADXkaI-iQ3D1oT-DNfi6tPtcDeU_9sM5TJMurNhwBBljhK7F9BQVqdQDVX2uiNOvaTDHXujGqxWtl3PJarkJjJwI7SYGOH-_AjstCFAXPkz1NbGfHiTw9ZVRRlKJAM/s800/061005-FarmEquipment.jpg" /></a></div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
Along the trail we found some old pioneer farm equipment. There are many interesting pioneer sights in the Zion backcountry, from old farm equipment, to cable mountain, to ruins of old mines and mills.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-63111551464975347712010-06-09T20:42:00.003+02:002010-06-09T21:11:39.451+02:00Day 257: June 9, 2005 - Pink Phlox<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuj4QZJH4CdmAgD6MArv7s_lI0Hqw1Mz_FN9NR_ylNlT2PqgkdZ0bdPskP3oY2hkNcCrh0DyHwUiuS2JfcIXKZt6gW5-7gl9YOcRY0NmtMVXs5zrHtLtl5n3mThLwYWOnJVlGkaNqp2sA/s1600/060905-Flowers-740522.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuj4QZJH4CdmAgD6MArv7s_lI0Hqw1Mz_FN9NR_ylNlT2PqgkdZ0bdPskP3oY2hkNcCrh0DyHwUiuS2JfcIXKZt6gW5-7gl9YOcRY0NmtMVXs5zrHtLtl5n3mThLwYWOnJVlGkaNqp2sA/s800/060905-Flowers-740522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480846166808901058" border="0" /></a><br />by Karen Williams<br />It rained all morning, so the scenery looked a bit dreary. However, these beautiful Phlox flowers came alive with the fresh rain fall.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-83947545621522557562010-06-08T23:17:00.000+02:002010-06-08T23:17:16.645+02:00Day 256: June 8, 2005 - Hike to Northgate Peaks<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbX80gj3mUqM3tFmTJTo8heAuAZkSNDcEe4G8WSJ5sESwSbKn-vUdaZsCxpoChQGpkmefE659Z548yP2d1D051462IJ8lZNRnenPhwee7yDCt9Z6DD_MiSMn0hvg2Cg6QDuevrHGQGkQ/s1600/060805-NorthgatePeaksSnoopy-755551.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480510794166330178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTbX80gj3mUqM3tFmTJTo8heAuAZkSNDcEe4G8WSJ5sESwSbKn-vUdaZsCxpoChQGpkmefE659Z548yP2d1D051462IJ8lZNRnenPhwee7yDCt9Z6DD_MiSMn0hvg2Cg6QDuevrHGQGkQ/s800/060805-NorthgatePeaksSnoopy-755551.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
One side of Zion is covered in red rock, the other side in white rock. It's stunning to see miles of rough tumultuous landscape streching out before your eyes. Plus the rock formation on the right looks like snoopy.<br />
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<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJ6buM6B5G6yAfrpNO-R4aC-ZiTTDDt6ntVz_dacPpeuBW2-3D5_NVNRHEKF00mmQFgVNjoicKFQncCboTGfkRt2oZQB1tVVOFYky6E2Ea_PMsk1JEcE-sgDeUbj_TD1YdJLeoKHoGH8/s1600/060805-NorthgatePeaksHike-757617.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480510802376209106" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJ6buM6B5G6yAfrpNO-R4aC-ZiTTDDt6ntVz_dacPpeuBW2-3D5_NVNRHEKF00mmQFgVNjoicKFQncCboTGfkRt2oZQB1tVVOFYky6E2Ea_PMsk1JEcE-sgDeUbj_TD1YdJLeoKHoGH8/s800/060805-NorthgatePeaksHike-757617.jpg" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
Hiking up out of Hop Valley with one last look at Kolob. This area was interesting to hike in, as it was a cow pasture in pioneer times, and still leased out to ranchers part of the year even though it's technically inside the National Park.<br />
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<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi91rMyoYJftsfWqLAXRrFhjBUNH31CNBPx4LZqAAHTI_RHDkfEzofS2eVvrWZcn9cI1NksRSd4rWsHtbV965zkJu1Odgqc07-xW4IFhzdF6AfKLYBdamPsOcnz_oGEm2dMQfbc_4LFNII/s1600/060805-NorthgatePeaksSunset-759384.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480510808276456562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi91rMyoYJftsfWqLAXRrFhjBUNH31CNBPx4LZqAAHTI_RHDkfEzofS2eVvrWZcn9cI1NksRSd4rWsHtbV965zkJu1Odgqc07-xW4IFhzdF6AfKLYBdamPsOcnz_oGEm2dMQfbc_4LFNII/s800/060805-NorthgatePeaksSunset-759384.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />
Sunset at Northgate Peaks point brings out a rainbow of colors in the landscape.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-80634106737834935362010-06-07T20:57:00.003+02:002010-06-07T21:06:42.245+02:00Day 255: June 7, 2005 - Entering Hop Valley<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2eEyAKjYblyX3kYKUvKOOLybKYmZPl18HYeqtnf61XKjgyb6Ex28LNMlEg6dH-RSrG8WAPX6j26zjXHIWgSv3PXy9W_4qOeM-WoAGH9R_aTLtxIohfjM72PG0LzCdUa2-Olc439iA6FY/s1600/060705-KolobHopvalley-754382.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480107922967286498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2eEyAKjYblyX3kYKUvKOOLybKYmZPl18HYeqtnf61XKjgyb6Ex28LNMlEg6dH-RSrG8WAPX6j26zjXHIWgSv3PXy9W_4qOeM-WoAGH9R_aTLtxIohfjM72PG0LzCdUa2-Olc439iA6FY/s800/060705-KolobHopvalley-754382.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>This interesting circular pattern on the rock caught my eye as we hiked through Kolob this morning. In the background, the beautiful red mountains of Kolob can be seen.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWW6gdjFrHt5R4DWu3qavE9ybT-2EgUjgqoNqii9x4mMNADHZ_fdli9Uz1Dy5FP_jXc4P5FhLhe917KWeml69K92MRDgvsd8FOLSN22KtlGOqxjugu5UvC6XGCEWMbZdi2hM4P8a433pk/s1600/060705-Sandcrawl-755937.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480107929700799202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWW6gdjFrHt5R4DWu3qavE9ybT-2EgUjgqoNqii9x4mMNADHZ_fdli9Uz1Dy5FP_jXc4P5FhLhe917KWeml69K92MRDgvsd8FOLSN22KtlGOqxjugu5UvC6XGCEWMbZdi2hM4P8a433pk/s800/060705-Sandcrawl-755937.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>This beautiful stretch of trail leading out of Kolob and into Hop Valley had the feeling of crossing a large desert. We entered a beautiful wide open valley completely surrounded by tall red rock cliffs, but instead of finding a field of flowers, the valley was full of soft, hot, red sand. Great scenery, but tougher to hike than the trails normally found in Zion. Here is Karen hamming it up - don't worry, it was not really like crossing the Sahara Desert, and we had plenty of water.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJxx3HdsMJOCZ2gemIF1G8YA0kNQ6aIgmCQAF2T4X1JTBPzhyphenhyphen0AM1ytHDe6-2ITNy634Moz3gthAEoNPhhZDYQX5_IVnwBGeSV9V89AOBqsISNRvHUjSF68ktPdyzzAWZqa2LBKuk_TA/s1600/060705-Hopvalley-Startrails-758016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480107939763924898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJxx3HdsMJOCZ2gemIF1G8YA0kNQ6aIgmCQAF2T4X1JTBPzhyphenhyphen0AM1ytHDe6-2ITNy634Moz3gthAEoNPhhZDYQX5_IVnwBGeSV9V89AOBqsISNRvHUjSF68ktPdyzzAWZqa2LBKuk_TA/s800/060705-Hopvalley-Startrails-758016.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br /></p>This star trails photo consists of 3 seperate 15 minute exposures overlayed on top of each other. With the camera on the tripod and the shutter left wide open for 15 minute intervals, the stars appear to shot across the sky as the earth rotates in orbit. The foreground is light because an initial exposure was taken just as the sun was setting.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-5717754395712751242010-06-06T21:14:00.005+02:002010-06-06T21:36:14.686+02:00Day 254: June 6, 2005 - Lee Pass - La Verkin Creek Trail<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFiHlVbv8N6vG7efarCcz849nzvKspHStw6LUitab8FAQoet_NWX_Qn1fnfnLymWSUGf4weWTRc5Ms4BAUcrF3u0VestWMcBFAK_J5NJRrezDYCs827KYsKD_dVgKMweVYaUxUI7yebIc/s1600/060605-YuccaLeePass-744520.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFiHlVbv8N6vG7efarCcz849nzvKspHStw6LUitab8FAQoet_NWX_Qn1fnfnLymWSUGf4weWTRc5Ms4BAUcrF3u0VestWMcBFAK_J5NJRrezDYCs827KYsKD_dVgKMweVYaUxUI7yebIc/s800/060605-YuccaLeePass-744520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479741086198879234" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Karen Williams</span><br /></span>Kolob is an area of Zion that is less explored, but offers stunning views of red rock, beautiful rivers, plantlife, and other stunning views of valleys and mountains. It is less crowded than the main area of Zion, and most of the best trails are only accessible during long day hikes or backpacking trips. We spend the next few days exploring some of the less seen areas of Zion in the backcountry.<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPj1-yX2C-6DcqP9H3w45PnRhQ8gdCnHultVJr3MxlDzi8xyfrsbNQS1Z_OnajTUJAzL3TnSJ2sAM588520hQSMyQJCbdiD0Qe6M_g3bTPnR67VUmNGYvS3hToeCo7XsuiqNvupXTem8s/s1600/060605-Bugbrains-747094.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPj1-yX2C-6DcqP9H3w45PnRhQ8gdCnHultVJr3MxlDzi8xyfrsbNQS1Z_OnajTUJAzL3TnSJ2sAM588520hQSMyQJCbdiD0Qe6M_g3bTPnR67VUmNGYvS3hToeCo7XsuiqNvupXTem8s/s800/060605-Bugbrains-747094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479741102614991410" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Christian Williams</span></span><br />As we were setting up camp for the evening, I noticed this large black beetle, with its back cracked open and a spider feeding on its insides. The beetles legs, mouth and antlers were still moving.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-80490665230179493792010-06-05T20:34:00.003+02:002010-06-05T20:43:36.956+02:00Day 253: June 5, 2005 - Dry Creek Bed<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivwpahYSyH8G4_nV9Cxsz7BVbF_fKD-xX8G2lQX2_-o14ba6wu_2G2K_C-0UAsfFtx7OP2u8fP0MGZcYT7HpOeH8BZhrpsaULe0HLAAgME5jo7_ass-41RLdvQjdYALJBzWIDpSSiX9Jw/s1600/060505-DryClearCreek-766773.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivwpahYSyH8G4_nV9Cxsz7BVbF_fKD-xX8G2lQX2_-o14ba6wu_2G2K_C-0UAsfFtx7OP2u8fP0MGZcYT7HpOeH8BZhrpsaULe0HLAAgME5jo7_ass-41RLdvQjdYALJBzWIDpSSiX9Jw/s800/060505-DryClearCreek-766773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479359787652007954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Christian Williams</span></span><br />The colors in Zion come to life under a mid-day partly cloudy sky.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-6654664080022574972010-06-04T21:05:00.005+02:002010-06-05T10:16:50.565+02:00Day 252: June 4, 2005 - Echo Canyon and Observation Point Trail<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxnQsiTmhfgq5c5_2RfEYVY8Ndl574rWcYkIG0bkA7MYLjj4G5f18TuymyhDyme-OCFeO0D7cD0rIOxGDXAHSdEY460IohoE7i_5tMCfWRWnnKIuGJFEEdC4mLyeWdKaRmfQ6cVB4Mxc/s1600/060505-ZionBigbendMountMajestic-709861.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996620907677282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxnQsiTmhfgq5c5_2RfEYVY8Ndl574rWcYkIG0bkA7MYLjj4G5f18TuymyhDyme-OCFeO0D7cD0rIOxGDXAHSdEY460IohoE7i_5tMCfWRWnnKIuGJFEEdC4mLyeWdKaRmfQ6cVB4Mxc/s800/060505-ZionBigbendMountMajestic-709861.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />Hiking down the Observation Point trail is rewarded with a spectacular view of the Big Bend in the Virgin River and the stunning white cliffs of Cathedral mountain behind it. Notice the switchbacks from the trail to Hidden Canyon in the bottom left.<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc91VtTgXUWCO1asO1HgNRUgOvkIumqtWuekt2kS9O5STUcuUtcmfRrJbj71vDcjnqOJ_S5pK7-eUUJaQHGCjNyES9pcqfCCJvTxvNXi4wy_L0ZIOzk9n1szpZxMNt90HVgYgD3GjFAHA/s1600/060405-EchoCanyonView-711301.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996627618185746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc91VtTgXUWCO1asO1HgNRUgOvkIumqtWuekt2kS9O5STUcuUtcmfRrJbj71vDcjnqOJ_S5pK7-eUUJaQHGCjNyES9pcqfCCJvTxvNXi4wy_L0ZIOzk9n1szpZxMNt90HVgYgD3GjFAHA/s800/060405-EchoCanyonView-711301.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>This photo was taken further back in Echo Canyon, as we hiked down from the East Rim, looking out across Echo Canyon in into Main Canyon.<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbQf0w5EOln0XjEZvZ-yFUnLnNMqX115SJ5KHxnHO654bxerYk9ORX3SS5DHDf3wo2ZrebhKA_hGxvwZRuYtanVSqR-QYawCGnI9rr-6hXYIKIrDEn5j4VAZsQ63EzOeYo_CX7io3ZGs/s1600/060405-EchoCanyonMesa-712098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996632871136962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbQf0w5EOln0XjEZvZ-yFUnLnNMqX115SJ5KHxnHO654bxerYk9ORX3SS5DHDf3wo2ZrebhKA_hGxvwZRuYtanVSqR-QYawCGnI9rr-6hXYIKIrDEn5j4VAZsQ63EzOeYo_CX7io3ZGs/s800/060405-EchoCanyonMesa-712098.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>Normally we only post 1-2 pictures per day, even though it's often hard to pick. But today, we are including a few extra since Echo Canyon is an area of Zion we didn't photograph very often since it requires a long overnight hike.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hOdR_lOh7lHhDxjLOdTDk9b_cYVHtuWNwfMfXKDc9KSpcCGr7PqZb1gF1vbAwi0Zp6reQwGVHdE9sLkOQIkONZHtntvEIKr9Ws125Ml0jNcgLmN9z4VSCP67bN-Xf74UGqsIOiuy0YY/s1600/060405-HiddenCanyonTrail-Fall-713969.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996639261934226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hOdR_lOh7lHhDxjLOdTDk9b_cYVHtuWNwfMfXKDc9KSpcCGr7PqZb1gF1vbAwi0Zp6reQwGVHdE9sLkOQIkONZHtntvEIKr9Ws125Ml0jNcgLmN9z4VSCP67bN-Xf74UGqsIOiuy0YY/s800/060405-HiddenCanyonTrail-Fall-713969.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />The trail to Oberservation Point and Hidden Canyon is spectacular. And dangerous if you're not careful.<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXlPX6jn3zNzqtVIovHya1oriQPXbG3oTpxhk9HasATJDkmjaxymM67BF2OTyjEHoon21w4qHY5ZueZgMxEWku4OaJktqM2Yr9pUCbQGJmz_o5H4yuMSdjHepzCZuA7aUhJUaQFQJ1oDg/s1600/060405-EchoCanyonHikers-715711.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478996645941780706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXlPX6jn3zNzqtVIovHya1oriQPXbG3oTpxhk9HasATJDkmjaxymM67BF2OTyjEHoon21w4qHY5ZueZgMxEWku4OaJktqM2Yr9pUCbQGJmz_o5H4yuMSdjHepzCZuA7aUhJUaQFQJ1oDg/s800/060405-EchoCanyonHikers-715711.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>The intrepid hiking crew. Karen on the left, cousin Amy, uncle Bill, and Chris on the right. We spent a week together hiking in Zion, and this was just day 2.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-43592466597105164802010-06-03T21:51:00.003+02:002010-06-03T21:58:58.346+02:00Day 251: June 3, 2005 - Cable Mountain<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirts_7dGYoPXNV0drjfi2i6CPnpmqRC7eLegjGi-W4GHEvECj0i0mSB7T4FY_NeDCM4s_dANtrTva7YPWqNe4Pec1Ax3IIMAt_FzyoH7FBuXisqsWFihlmjpy2GAop1lg8aI7aZxW4MJ8/s1600/060305-ZionCableMountainViewPoint-796693.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirts_7dGYoPXNV0drjfi2i6CPnpmqRC7eLegjGi-W4GHEvECj0i0mSB7T4FY_NeDCM4s_dANtrTva7YPWqNe4Pec1Ax3IIMAt_FzyoH7FBuXisqsWFihlmjpy2GAop1lg8aI7aZxW4MJ8/s800/060305-ZionCableMountainViewPoint-796693.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478637504745184450" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />We started our backpacking trip by hiking the East Rim trail. We set up camp, and took a day hike out to Cable Mountain Viewpoint. It is 2,000 feet up from the Main Canyon floor. This view is of Observation Point, which is across a small valley from the East Rim. Off to the left you can see a small bit of the Virgin River.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq_Gwcrrlry931kRzHJZKRFpK5DQ7FoOgjiiRQTNMjmIWGce5DrIKB-KRcqEzkjDMdiuDidIGllDyU6d9Yv2BM0V-pVaQ7P70Cl7csquigJjS5YyotIksGYYtBFUx2fQ990PpnXc1IX78/s1600/060305-ZionCableMountain-798235.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq_Gwcrrlry931kRzHJZKRFpK5DQ7FoOgjiiRQTNMjmIWGce5DrIKB-KRcqEzkjDMdiuDidIGllDyU6d9Yv2BM0V-pVaQ7P70Cl7csquigJjS5YyotIksGYYtBFUx2fQ990PpnXc1IX78/s800/060305-ZionCableMountain-798235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478637513322313042" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />Here are the ruins of the Cable Mountain Draw Works at the viewpoint. The inscription on the sign reads:<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"></p><p class="mobile-photo">Cable Mountain Draw Works</p><p class="mobile-photo">In 1901, David Flanigan built a cable (or "draw") works here to quickly move lumber from the East Rim to the floor of Zion Canyon. The cable could lower lumber in two minues, saving many days of travel by wagon over rough roads. From 1904 to 1907, Flanigan ran a steam-powered sawmill at nearby Stave Springs, sending his milled lumber and shingles down the 2,000 foot cable.</p><p class="mobile-photo">The draw works burned in 1911, after being struck by lightning. A second fire destroyed the rebuilt frame in the early 1920s. After reconstruction, the draw works lowered the lumber used for the original Zion Lodge and cabins. Dwindling timber supplies eventually closed the East Rim sawmills and eliminated the need for the draw works. It was no longer operated after 1930.</p><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-40661232035689882512010-06-02T20:11:00.004+02:002010-06-02T20:18:56.708+02:00Day 250: June 2, 2005 - Frogs and Rockstars<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEIknzymBTF88RuJXWBSRPJe_GapqYAsvhbZQshoEd-Yg46TKGUOWgfTK6h23vaEoxB2Uh0mDG6W5K318SRnA2KmmAF1p8WW3gvTEs4ZbJIwnwhnX_prz5pwTgnuj6QShjI1k1Dk7bqAk/s1600/060205-Frog-775254.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478240560035213890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEIknzymBTF88RuJXWBSRPJe_GapqYAsvhbZQshoEd-Yg46TKGUOWgfTK6h23vaEoxB2Uh0mDG6W5K318SRnA2KmmAF1p8WW3gvTEs4ZbJIwnwhnX_prz5pwTgnuj6QShjI1k1Dk7bqAk/s800/060205-Frog-775254.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>It is probably pretty clear by now that I really like frogs. And lizards. I just think they are fascinating. We found a group of frogs in a canyon in east Zion, and spent some time photographing different ones, but I love this closeup as the frog started climbing up out of the water. It is amazing to watch these little creatures climb up vertical walls of rock!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Ce77cRs0ipF3AmaqfKNOkTOQHTs5FVGXBF2TajQJGyghRPbnoxAuZyLt_ti0U7kA5dpFiuGa8kzSf9SZs2lLBR85sEpU6kKB1CRrjvii40fxtOZZJH4ajMx0SqQgHcqNCmzIv0YCVQU/s1600/060205-Rockstars-778618.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478240573777661602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Ce77cRs0ipF3AmaqfKNOkTOQHTs5FVGXBF2TajQJGyghRPbnoxAuZyLt_ti0U7kA5dpFiuGa8kzSf9SZs2lLBR85sEpU6kKB1CRrjvii40fxtOZZJH4ajMx0SqQgHcqNCmzIv0YCVQU/s800/060205-Rockstars-778618.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>This day is the first of a week we spent hiking and backpacking in Zion with Uncle Bill and Cousin Amy. We have been hiking together for many years, and enjoy exploring new places with them. This tunnel goes under the road that winds through east Zion, and we could not resist posing like the hiking rockstars we are to signify the beginning of a totally awesome adventure.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-12173166691494388742010-06-01T19:29:00.000+02:002010-06-01T19:29:50.972+02:00Day 249: June 1, 2005 - Checkerboard Mesa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhks9eYRSR2QtBwv4_GGdaxbcneKL3LuzNwty_f65GGEafDRb94M-c57wEMwXd8Mv-pMTd4AwKNCD4vJPSA4DEB00a91ufWZFeW9QL7dy7UvQZFNk0nZl2kmxJYWC03uwjXKHLy1jCZjZY/s1600/060105-checkerboardmesa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhks9eYRSR2QtBwv4_GGdaxbcneKL3LuzNwty_f65GGEafDRb94M-c57wEMwXd8Mv-pMTd4AwKNCD4vJPSA4DEB00a91ufWZFeW9QL7dy7UvQZFNk0nZl2kmxJYWC03uwjXKHLy1jCZjZY/s800/060105-checkerboardmesa.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><i>by Karen Williams</i></span><br />
Here is the beautiful Checkerboard Mesa on a hot spring day, with the White Cliffs on the left. This is one of my favorite landmarks in Zion, and there is a nice wash to hike around in once Clear Creek dried up for the season.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-39580130812347378582010-05-31T22:05:00.003+02:002010-05-31T22:12:53.022+02:00Day 248: May 31, 2005 - Paper Flower<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_EsJkZA-TW5THE8tmHQTz-0Pg3hgitZGFRWIR3SyhjYsFDuEQCgXMT0TeNI5gm7dHtBJYCXGAhOPHFUvt2XAXvl0rEu6igLzMj7XBDxfjKIscfM0uGWRQGr8cuxOsZOhQ0uydSMp80lo/s1600/053105-Paperflower.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_EsJkZA-TW5THE8tmHQTz-0Pg3hgitZGFRWIR3SyhjYsFDuEQCgXMT0TeNI5gm7dHtBJYCXGAhOPHFUvt2XAXvl0rEu6igLzMj7XBDxfjKIscfM0uGWRQGr8cuxOsZOhQ0uydSMp80lo/s800/053105-Paperflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477528359356233458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Karen Williams</span></span><br />I was walking around in east Zion near Clear Creek, and noticed this flower with paper thin petals. The delicate flower was so fragile, I was surprised it could thrive in the rough, sandy wash where it grew.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-9043523127843151032010-05-30T17:13:00.000+02:002010-05-30T17:13:00.240+02:00Day 247: May 30, 2005 - Bands of Light<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzqVjlAXq4Y_Ec18Zpj708eD7lvsaf3Ldo8Zyxn0BT9c-VzhF2-3BLDzxNsBjQ79xRbM5bbkq75ffLK7xPVxOqKMkR6BzI-R-P-PPdt3tetzeywzXYv2C-DB_0bzVRHZYlFSjvXTkUtU/s1600/053005-Lizardcrack-703023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476988694740987042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihzqVjlAXq4Y_Ec18Zpj708eD7lvsaf3Ldo8Zyxn0BT9c-VzhF2-3BLDzxNsBjQ79xRbM5bbkq75ffLK7xPVxOqKMkR6BzI-R-P-PPdt3tetzeywzXYv2C-DB_0bzVRHZYlFSjvXTkUtU/s800/053005-Lizardcrack-703023.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />I spotted this lizard fighting with another lizard and my presence distrupted their territorial confrontation. The two lizards quickly separated and ran in opposite directions. I'm always impressed how lizards can disappear into tiny little cracks in the rock. This lizard wedged himself where he supposed he was out of sight. I braced my macro lens up against the rock to get a picture of him in his hideaway. I like the effect of the two diagonal bands of light across the top and bottom that is created in this photograph. This effect on the rock is caused by the reflecting sun, combined with the higher ISO and lower depth of field required to reveal the shadows within.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-22173330562548361312010-05-29T19:07:00.004+02:002010-05-29T20:53:48.761+02:00Day 246: May 29, 2005 - Texture of Rock<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgip2xdMSbjZLo7IJbg3W4x_Nwm4hGxUoTso_59M2QGTnhsYKkRUSW4QsS6WP95GdOtpd4Z3DBSXIrtJTCYW3L6rDeGSRzTV0u7claFRnr643cH1HLqbY6DgJHz-m0vBIF8xZ0kBjIZMAk/s1600/052905-RockTexture-771971.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476739883529801458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgip2xdMSbjZLo7IJbg3W4x_Nwm4hGxUoTso_59M2QGTnhsYKkRUSW4QsS6WP95GdOtpd4Z3DBSXIrtJTCYW3L6rDeGSRzTV0u7claFRnr643cH1HLqbY6DgJHz-m0vBIF8xZ0kBjIZMAk/s800/052905-RockTexture-771971.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>The shadows excentuated the interesting texture of this rock. As you look at an entire scene it is easy to miss all the intricate details to be found in Zion. But when you focus on a single close-up of this rock wall, there is a deep depth of texture to be found and explored.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-972180523320833982010-05-28T20:17:00.004+02:002010-05-28T20:25:03.863+02:00Day 245: May 28, 2005 - The Sego Lily<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5t_RKVB5g2X4ETlMB2g_R7W5igW0WvVZ8zGMhIzdT78WP2hvig4MfZ5jl-ad54UpD9XmM9E_Y5XNODvq_TAKXIwmNuUE43EhGW0yNH1Ny-31ICA5DXpyULsKjgAtx-BhgKJjm-WVmYhQ/s1600/052805-Segolilly-736570.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5t_RKVB5g2X4ETlMB2g_R7W5igW0WvVZ8zGMhIzdT78WP2hvig4MfZ5jl-ad54UpD9XmM9E_Y5XNODvq_TAKXIwmNuUE43EhGW0yNH1Ny-31ICA5DXpyULsKjgAtx-BhgKJjm-WVmYhQ/s800/052805-Segolilly-736570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476386689221096354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" ><br />by Karen Williams</span><br />The Sego Lily was named Utah's state flower, both for its beauty and place in Utah's state history. During a great famine in pioneer times, where crickets had devoured most of the crops, the early pioneers discovered the Sego Lily's bulbous root was edible. But probably not too tasty.<br /></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4lTNWyRlobgMRNtSGFAGarW4IZdEyJzXbIggJkZmnE2KEwSwlP-vnGQgaYeQbL-MIseioPyr3ssfj_7e47w_P-SYf1aVr-xKZw08UMFOLd0gRXkbCfHmHYgjXN0ZOib10u0l1gnfFC3g/s1600/052805-Segolilly-closed-738528.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4lTNWyRlobgMRNtSGFAGarW4IZdEyJzXbIggJkZmnE2KEwSwlP-vnGQgaYeQbL-MIseioPyr3ssfj_7e47w_P-SYf1aVr-xKZw08UMFOLd0gRXkbCfHmHYgjXN0ZOib10u0l1gnfFC3g/s800/052805-Segolilly-closed-738528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476386691770041458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Karen Williams</span></span><br />Another view of the Sego Lily with its petals in the closed position. It's a truly beautiful flower that I would not expect to come across growing out of the dry desert sand.<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-6905794980350453222010-05-27T21:55:00.003+02:002010-05-27T22:14:58.663+02:00Day 244: May 27, 2005 - Mountain Pools<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSdCR7KuCPuvFjRhdEuK8MidZHZVviX3SW_fydLXG2wtGZItq-lkUZQ1-uVz67sMT7_nUw1qQpcQ8jRzqqKEBN5cv4jezoT4hGVMINvX_9HKxASAHUS86iOlpPoCj7_dyI1S0pefLIc4M/s1600/052705-Cloudcanyon.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSdCR7KuCPuvFjRhdEuK8MidZHZVviX3SW_fydLXG2wtGZItq-lkUZQ1-uVz67sMT7_nUw1qQpcQ8jRzqqKEBN5cv4jezoT4hGVMINvX_9HKxASAHUS86iOlpPoCj7_dyI1S0pefLIc4M/s800/052705-Cloudcanyon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476042100272786706" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><div>This area of Zion often has beautiful pools of collected rainwater. Today was especially nice with the stormy clouds rolling in over the lovely mountain scene.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL7qdRNXgq1Y4m59EWGqTRvwj-sTH_0oG6JQuRhOT48tBkft-_IeJSLNVrPOh1BPSYROAaXS1a3vbw-U6NNvRUmrsMNlQDZf9CAKMXVz3J5TXMbaHFBWTqm55Jmy0Z77V3fkOOIhmOAhg/s1600/052705-Tadpole.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL7qdRNXgq1Y4m59EWGqTRvwj-sTH_0oG6JQuRhOT48tBkft-_IeJSLNVrPOh1BPSYROAaXS1a3vbw-U6NNvRUmrsMNlQDZf9CAKMXVz3J5TXMbaHFBWTqm55Jmy0Z77V3fkOOIhmOAhg/s320/052705-Tadpole.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476042106006700130" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL7qdRNXgq1Y4m59EWGqTRvwj-sTH_0oG6JQuRhOT48tBkft-_IeJSLNVrPOh1BPSYROAaXS1a3vbw-U6NNvRUmrsMNlQDZf9CAKMXVz3J5TXMbaHFBWTqm55Jmy0Z77V3fkOOIhmOAhg/s1600/052705-Tadpole.jpg"></a><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Karen Williams</span></i></div><div>The pools of water are often filled with tadpoles, and later in the season if there has been enough rain, frogs. I like watching the tadpoles come up to the water surface. It looks so funny to see their little mouths poke out of the water, so I tried to get a picture of one. After a whole lot of watching, waiting, and missing the moment by a split second, I finally got a pic just as this little guy broke the surface.</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-58484132651121328742010-05-26T22:23:00.005+02:002010-05-26T22:32:20.973+02:00Day 243: May 26, 2005 - East Zion in Late Afternoon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh85Ef1x6NIWwheUXgE8Avj3Y5GYL2K3olSJbBrlGoKjRAixyyR_fZNlDqB9nyy7FGj9anEurUMzLRa2atKoXiR7egTpW4j73b9BJCYtqHoLR5FZNMmfcE158Xn5KT0xQgtjRXbhjxy57E/s1600/052605-EastZionMountains.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh85Ef1x6NIWwheUXgE8Avj3Y5GYL2K3olSJbBrlGoKjRAixyyR_fZNlDqB9nyy7FGj9anEurUMzLRa2atKoXiR7egTpW4j73b9BJCYtqHoLR5FZNMmfcE158Xn5KT0xQgtjRXbhjxy57E/s800/052605-EastZionMountains.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475677604595761650" /></a><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><div>This place is another one of my favorite spots to spend time walking around off the beaten path in East Zion.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-43250817809634562252010-05-25T20:44:00.002+02:002010-05-25T20:46:31.585+02:00Day 242: May 25, 2005 - Shadows and Light<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYa-iz8weUmzW9jDlJWjpcFZ6tZgEaJ5rqDvHzrDHverFtlR2bmWZwYU6aAL7qn7tWR-Jq-qasnRf5uNXMBJW-QjnaPSX1dfTBcjaj_55Q0NB4Mf5S5TeIv1wjd4nEoV4O0kJ5uPW4hbI/s1600/052505-shadowcanyon.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYa-iz8weUmzW9jDlJWjpcFZ6tZgEaJ5rqDvHzrDHverFtlR2bmWZwYU6aAL7qn7tWR-Jq-qasnRf5uNXMBJW-QjnaPSX1dfTBcjaj_55Q0NB4Mf5S5TeIv1wjd4nEoV4O0kJ5uPW4hbI/s800/052505-shadowcanyon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475280742744975490" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">by Christian Williams</span></span><br />The setting sun lit up the bushes on the tops of the canyon walls, causing them to glow like fire in contrast to the deep shadows that settled over the stillness of the canyon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-79620637641526233262010-05-24T21:10:00.005+02:002010-05-24T21:15:50.808+02:00Day 241: May 24, 2005 - East Zion<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_rPhc78tDI/AAAAAAAAJPY/UZHJTy9JR-I/s1600/052405-GreatCloudsEastZion.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474916470632526898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_rPhc78tDI/AAAAAAAAJPY/UZHJTy9JR-I/s800/052405-GreatCloudsEastZion.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams<br /></span></em>This pictures represents east Zion to me: with so much going on that you just have to keep looking to take it all in! Big skies with fantastic clouds, chaotic rock everywhere you look, and the varied plantlife with its unique beauty.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-39080632689773656602010-05-23T21:31:00.003+02:002010-05-23T21:39:30.473+02:00Day 240: May 23, 2005 - Something in the Air<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_mCeMon4gI/AAAAAAAAJOs/GsEgpWSvSUo/s1600/052305-Lizardmating-764647.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474550277344846338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_mCeMon4gI/AAAAAAAAJOs/GsEgpWSvSUo/s800/052305-Lizardmating-764647.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>by Karen Williams</em><br /></span>While Chris was off in the canyon, taking pictures of the narrow walls in the fading light, I was following a lizard around. Pretty soon, he was joined by a companion, and they started chasing each other, and well, you know the rest.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_mCeTusa3I/AAAAAAAAJO0/2eNpu6qj0XI/s1600/052305-Frogsmating-765809.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474550279249357682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_mCeTusa3I/AAAAAAAAJO0/2eNpu6qj0XI/s800/052305-Frogsmating-765809.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>Little did Karen know, while taking pictures in the canyon, I heard a frog's distinct repetitive croaking. I looked closer and saw two frogs, in a mating ritual. The large bubble under its mouth, swells up whenever it croaks. There must have been something in the air today.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-35359251815586406712010-05-22T18:35:00.003+02:002010-05-22T19:47:15.415+02:00Day 239: May 22, 2005 - Cactus Flower<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_gH5MVKwfI/AAAAAAAAJOI/OxdqVzvqtis/s1600/052205-Cactusflower-748248.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474134026212786674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_gH5MVKwfI/AAAAAAAAJOI/OxdqVzvqtis/s800/052205-Cactusflower-748248.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>by Karen Williams</em><br /></span>These large, beautiful cactus flowers are everywhere during the springtime in Zion. </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-73171897503912694882010-05-21T17:33:00.004+02:002010-05-21T19:43:54.078+02:00Day 238: May 21, 2005 - Upper Emerald Pool<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_an3d0Ks8I/AAAAAAAAJJ8/iySPVEJzC1A/s1600/052105-Emeraldfalls-Rapel-728893.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473746968453493698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_an3d0Ks8I/AAAAAAAAJJ8/iySPVEJzC1A/s800/052105-Emeraldfalls-Rapel-728893.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>Karen and I hiked up to the Upper Emerald Pools, a beautiful hike with wonderful views of the main canyon, and with so much water this year, the waterfalls were spectacular as well. When we reached the uppermost waterfall, we noticed these hikers rappelling down the falls. I have no idea what hike ends at the top of the falls, but it is a long way down from there!</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_an31hITUI/AAAAAAAAJKE/MYSEnb808Ps/s1600/052105-Emeraldfalls-Rapel1-731467.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473746974816095554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_an31hITUI/AAAAAAAAJKE/MYSEnb808Ps/s800/052105-Emeraldfalls-Rapel1-731467.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams<br /></span></em>A picture of the whole waterfall to give a perspective of how large it is. If you look closely you can see the rappelling hikers.</p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_an4aF8QTI/AAAAAAAAJKM/lEDpkmIy0Cg/s1600/052105-Lizard-733603.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473746984634171698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_an4aF8QTI/AAAAAAAAJKM/lEDpkmIy0Cg/s800/052105-Lizard-733603.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />Although I enjoyed the beautiful scenery, I also found this great lizard with a beautiful blue belly. Uncle Bill, I am sorry I can't remember the name, I know you must have taught us what this little guy is called on one of our many hiking trips! I love the varied textures and patterns in this scene, with the rough bark next to the orderly, spiny lizard scales.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-11414879259850261072010-05-20T21:57:00.004+02:002010-05-20T22:59:10.932+02:00Day 237: May 20, 2005 - Converging Lines in the Rock<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_WVo-glKzI/AAAAAAAAJJY/zGjRT18RJjc/s1600/052005-Lines-Sunsetting.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473445453345663794" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_WVo-glKzI/AAAAAAAAJJY/zGjRT18RJjc/s800/052005-Lines-Sunsetting.jpg" style="cursor: hand;" /></a><br />
<em><span style="font-size: 78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />
The converging lines in the rock make a strong impression as the setting sun casts strong shadows across the glowing sandstone.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-34629020552373847522010-05-19T21:20:00.000+02:002010-05-19T21:20:26.336+02:00Day 236: May 19, 2005 - Scoggins Wash<div class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_QyCSarBDI/AAAAAAAAJIM/Oufzl7yZi2E/s1600/051905-ScogginsWash-793405.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473054462046831666" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_QyCSarBDI/AAAAAAAAJIM/Oufzl7yZi2E/s800/051905-ScogginsWash-793405.jpg" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">by Christian Williams</span></i><br />
We spent some time on the western side of Zion today. The terrain is much more desert-like. I took two versions of this photo (see below). I like the portrait one a bit more because of the way the trees and rocks in the foreground make a diagonal line toward the mountains.<br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_QyDCH5MsI/AAAAAAAAJIU/0DTKxocgqIE/s1600/051905-ScogginsWash2-796105.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473054474852971202" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_QyDCH5MsI/AAAAAAAAJIU/0DTKxocgqIE/s800/051905-ScogginsWash2-796105.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-34717955999072568022010-05-18T23:15:00.003+02:002010-05-18T23:31:23.593+02:00Day 235: May 18, 2005 - East Temple<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_MEFlSEQPI/AAAAAAAAJHQ/OMO4UqOrHqU/s1600/051805-EastTempleCactus.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472722466139029746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_MEFlSEQPI/AAAAAAAAJHQ/OMO4UqOrHqU/s800/051805-EastTempleCactus.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />The view from the switchbacks coming out of main canyon on the way to east Zion are amazing. While driving up the side of the mountain, their are still spectacular cliffs towering over the road. Here is a view of the East Temple, taken from a pullout on the switchbacks. With the cactus plants blooming, it was a lovely day to enjoy the views in Zion.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-8589799620820039902010-05-17T21:33:00.003+02:002010-05-17T21:44:03.292+02:00Day 234: May 17,2005 - Canyon Frogs<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_Gaho9411I/AAAAAAAAJGk/_zqTzzTwdw0/s1600/051705slotcanyon.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472324924955219794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_Gaho9411I/AAAAAAAAJGk/_zqTzzTwdw0/s800/051705slotcanyon.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />This skinny slot canyon has always been a favorite location of ours to hike around. Depending on the time of year and the amount of recent rain, it can be full of ponds or mostly dry. There is always some water in this location though, as the back areas of the canyon are never touched by the sun. This makes it a great spot to look for frogs, especially in the late spring and early summer when there is plenty of water.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_GahL1YFKI/AAAAAAAAJGc/MAhCgm6xfCQ/s1600/051705frog.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472324917134890146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_GahL1YFKI/AAAAAAAAJGc/MAhCgm6xfCQ/s800/051705frog.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />I found this frog under a rock. I watched it for some time, and mostly it just watched me back.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-35582863760450782132010-05-16T21:46:00.004+02:002010-05-16T21:53:29.449+02:00Day 233: May 16, 2005 - Strange Fruit<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_BLjH_x-rI/AAAAAAAAJGQ/jUAz85ImlrI/s1600/051605-ZionMuppet-778340.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471956614069222066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S_BLjH_x-rI/AAAAAAAAJGQ/jUAz85ImlrI/s800/051605-ZionMuppet-778340.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />I had crossed this tree several times before and was always fond of its odd appearance. In the early spring it's covered in blossoms, which give way to strange little fruits. I stopped to look closer at the fruit because I was curious what kind of tree it is. I still don't know.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-11429821886694357952010-05-15T18:17:00.003+02:002010-05-15T18:19:01.991+02:00Day 232: May 15, 2005 - White Cliffs Clear Creek<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-7JADpTKbI/AAAAAAAAJEk/1zAFnK4Jo2c/s1600/051505-ClearCreekZion-723572.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471531600117442994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-7JADpTKbI/AAAAAAAAJEk/1zAFnK4Jo2c/s800/051505-ClearCreekZion-723572.jpg" /></a> by <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Karen Williams</span></em><br />On a clear warm day in Zion, there's nothing nicer than hanging out by the creek and reading a book, which is what I did!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-58923862261229409382010-05-14T21:03:00.002+02:002010-05-14T21:16:54.315+02:00Day 231: May 14, 2005 - East Zion Views and Critters<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-2fLDaQDvI/AAAAAAAAJBc/p5Fb_lPGhjU/s1600/051405EastZionView.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471204134567808754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-2fLDaQDvI/AAAAAAAAJBc/p5Fb_lPGhjU/s800/051405EastZionView.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em></div><div>I climbed up onto a trail that had spectacular views looking back towards East Zion. This is where I spend most of my time hiking, but I have never taken any pictures that capture what East Zion is like. So here it is, a huge, expansive, never-ending jumble of rocks, mountains, canyons and trees that I spent an entire year exploring, and never saw it all!</div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-2fLu_9yYI/AAAAAAAAJBk/-rqVsp3aoJo/s1600/051405Lizard.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471204146268719490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-2fLu_9yYI/AAAAAAAAJBk/-rqVsp3aoJo/s800/051405Lizard.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em></div><div>While hiking today I found a variety of lizards. I liked this photo out of all the ones I took because I love the way the lizard is perched on top of this rock, with just a glimpse of the rocky mountain expanse behind him. He gets to enjoy the good view every day and probably doesn't realize how cool that is.<br /></div><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-37391262973157897652010-05-13T22:07:00.002+02:002010-05-13T22:13:13.084+02:00Day 230: May 13, 2005 - Beautiful Day by Clear Creek<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-xc1OByYdI/AAAAAAAAJAI/8yjiXoWomA4/s1600/051305-ClearCreek.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470849716716724690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-xc1OByYdI/AAAAAAAAJAI/8yjiXoWomA4/s800/051305-ClearCreek.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />It was nice and peaceful to walk along Clear Creek and enjoy the beautiful views of Zion on such a beautiful day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-83035473354928380552010-05-12T20:46:00.003+02:002010-05-12T20:58:42.050+02:00Day 229: May 12, 2005 - Zion's Magnificent Views<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-r33S5vQyI/AAAAAAAAI_k/OH8Wk2z0MeA/s1600/051205-rockwall.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470457226733765410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-r33S5vQyI/AAAAAAAAI_k/OH8Wk2z0MeA/s800/051205-rockwall.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />Today on this typical Southern Utah beautiful spring day, I tried to capture the grandness of Zion National Park. On days like this, everywhere you look are magnificent walls of rock, mountains, canyons, and stretches of desert landscape. Looking at this photo reminds me of the seeming insignificance of man when compared with endless landscapes that have existed long before I was here, and will continue on long after I am gone.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-77124918000705860512010-05-11T21:05:00.005+02:002010-05-11T21:41:59.878+02:00Day 228: May 11, 2005 - Desert Phlox by the River<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-mtbzSDwaI/AAAAAAAAI9E/sGtYNjxvcGw/s1600/051105-Riverflowers.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470093915552203170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-mtbzSDwaI/AAAAAAAAI9E/sGtYNjxvcGw/s800/051105-Riverflowers.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />This beautiful flower, Desert Phlox, grows in bunches throughout Zion. I stopped by the river and enjoyed listening to the flowing water as I tried to frame a photo of this cheerful bunch of flowers.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-85650261617313666862010-05-10T21:25:00.004+02:002010-05-10T21:31:11.957+02:00Day 227: May 10, 2005 - Fog Surrounds the Mountains<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-heLU9RcJI/AAAAAAAAI8g/UxfrROgQkqI/s1600/051005-MainCanyonFogSunlight.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469725296138743954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-heLU9RcJI/AAAAAAAAI8g/UxfrROgQkqI/s800/051005-MainCanyonFogSunlight.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />This was a dreary foggy day in the canyon, but I like the way the fog makes the mountains seem mysterious and dark. When the sun streamed through a small break in the fog, I quickly took some pictures of the rays of light.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-68043532772656270692010-05-09T19:54:00.003+02:002010-05-09T21:12:19.604+02:00Day 226: May 9 2005 - East Zion Side Canyon<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-b3cQEuwSI/AAAAAAAAI8U/e-xJvkWIrU4/s1600/050905-Canyoncrevass.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469330862211252514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-b3cQEuwSI/AAAAAAAAI8U/e-xJvkWIrU4/s800/050905-Canyoncrevass.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />As we've written several times, East Zion is probably our preferred area in Zion National Park. Highway 9 follows the Clear Creek around winding bends, and over and under the layers of rock and sandstone. The great thing about East Zion is every 100 years bring a new side canyon intersecting with Hwy 9. Each day we explored a new side canyon, until we explored them all. But even after 226 days in Zion, it would be far too presumptious to think we discovered all of Zion's secrets.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-21544853064711794742010-05-08T18:08:00.005+02:002010-05-08T19:53:36.709+02:00Day 225: May 8, 2005 - Purple Flowers<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-WMvCdnYOI/AAAAAAAAI7w/73lsfyQC6es/s1600/050805-purpleflowers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468932062254162146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-WMvCdnYOI/AAAAAAAAI7w/73lsfyQC6es/s800/050805-purpleflowers.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />I take a lot of pictures of flowers while I am hiking. Christian often comments on my staring more at the ground than the bigger surroundings. I enjoy searching for new types of flowers I haven't seen before, and the more I hike around Zion and explore different and more remote areas of the park, the more I am rewarded with the sight of flowers I have not previously seen. I am always interested in the variety of plantlife that exists in this somewhat harsh environment of sand and stone. As usual, I am not sure of the name of this plant. I will have to start studying botany to figure out what all these amazing plants are called.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-44847396236839505022010-05-07T21:14:00.002+02:002010-05-07T21:25:12.883+02:00Day 224: May 7, 2005 - Caterpillar Surprise<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-RnugTu4DI/AAAAAAAAI6U/c8QP6jgJ6-E/s1600/050705-caterpillars.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468609896178966578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-RnugTu4DI/AAAAAAAAI6U/c8QP6jgJ6-E/s800/050705-caterpillars.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;"><em>by Christian Williams</em></span><br />I had come across a nest of caterpillars like this once before, so I knew it wasn't an anomaly. But it was a fascinating sight, that still to this day makes my skin crawl.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-RnvLfWGnI/AAAAAAAAI6c/qQPiIK995MQ/s1600/050705-ClearCreek.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468609907770399346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-RnvLfWGnI/AAAAAAAAI6c/qQPiIK995MQ/s800/050705-ClearCreek.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;"><em>by Christian Williams</em><br /></span>Today was another beautiful day in Zion National Park and we spent several hours exploring all of it. Here the often dry Clear Creek is running, due to the recent rains, and snow pack, which was beginning to melt.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-65221355594303201272010-05-06T20:10:00.004+02:002010-05-06T20:17:51.694+02:00Day 223: May 6, 2005 - Waterfall<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-MG8d8iROI/AAAAAAAAI5w/7Yxpa5CyoNY/s1600/050605-Waterfall.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468222008458364130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-MG8d8iROI/AAAAAAAAI5w/7Yxpa5CyoNY/s800/050605-Waterfall.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Karen Williams</span></em><br />One of my favorite things about Zion in the spring time is that any canyon you explore while the snow is melting, is sure to offer a waterfall coming off a cliff. To hike here in summer, you would never suspect how much running water can be found in other times of year. Zion is a great place to explore during all the seasons, as the face of the park changes and offers unique views each time you visit.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-77204088012502681792010-05-05T22:01:00.002+02:002010-05-05T22:06:10.742+02:00Day 222: May 5, 2005 - Clear Creek<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-HPUd2EsJI/AAAAAAAAI40/Wvf7XzLwdUo/s1600/050505-ClearCreek.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467879373120254098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-HPUd2EsJI/AAAAAAAAI40/Wvf7XzLwdUo/s800/050505-ClearCreek.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />It was a rainy day today, and the clouds quickly parted for a few moments shining light onto the Clear Creek, making this photo possible.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-16178654275485980202010-05-04T21:33:00.002+02:002010-05-04T21:44:15.955+02:00Day 221: May 4, 2005 - The Faux Subway<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-B3vIivNmI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/9AnmcbQ9m50/s1600/050405-EastZionSubway.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467501599258523234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S-B3vIivNmI/AAAAAAAAI4Q/9AnmcbQ9m50/s800/050405-EastZionSubway.jpg" /></a><br /><em>by Christian Williams</em><br />I returned to this area because it reminded me of the Subway which is in Left Fork in the North Creek of Zion. The Subway is quite famous and well photographed, but this area is also beautiful and has an unusual shape to the rock which I wanted to spend more time photographing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-61130237387574173922010-05-03T21:40:00.005+02:002010-05-03T22:26:43.460+02:00Day 220: May 3, 2005 - Path of the Water<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S98nI2eFUAI/AAAAAAAAI2M/AseQud4qDdc/s1600/050305.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467131505665200130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S98nI2eFUAI/AAAAAAAAI2M/AseQud4qDdc/s800/050305.jpg" /></a><br /><em>by Christian Williams</em><br />In the spring I spent time wandering through the wash that winds its way through East Zion. It was often filled with water this year, and I found some really awesome secluded spots like this one, where the water has carved out the rock over the years. The patterns that remain in the canyons, even after water ceases to rush through them, are quite varied and an interesting look at the power of the elements.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-77050982582863438072010-05-02T20:34:00.004+02:002010-05-02T20:47:40.798+02:00Day 219: May 2, 2005 - Endless Walls of Rock<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S93GmA0RipI/AAAAAAAAIz0/p23EVrwIOew/s1600/050205-EastZionClearView.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466743879054232210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S93GmA0RipI/AAAAAAAAIz0/p23EVrwIOew/s800/050205-EastZionClearView.jpg" /></a><br /><em>by Christian Williams</em><br /> I love hiking across an endless expanse of slick rock. The towering cliffs in the immediate background were too large to fit into the frame without losing some of the "closeness" of the rock in front of me. In the end, I liked this composition best because it shows some parts of Zion are just too big to take in.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-19532548780413703722010-05-01T15:16:00.003+02:002010-05-01T15:30:17.985+02:00Day 218: May 1, 2005 - Top of the Mesa<div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S9wrD_GkzgI/AAAAAAAAIzg/o8ToMMFVd5s/s1600/050105-Checkboardmesahike.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466291395199553026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S9wrD_GkzgI/AAAAAAAAIzg/o8ToMMFVd5s/s800/050105-Checkboardmesahike.jpg" /></a><br /><em>by Christian Williams</em></div><div>We hiked up the East side of the Checkerboard Mesa to reach the top and check out the view. It was a pretty tough climb, and near the top there was a lot of scrambling up over rocks. </div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S9wrEZmaCiI/AAAAAAAAIzo/y27v3LsbjMM/s1600/050105-CheckerboardMesaTopView.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466291402312387106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S9wrEZmaCiI/AAAAAAAAIzo/y27v3LsbjMM/s800/050105-CheckerboardMesaTopView.jpg" /></a><br /><em>by Christian Williams</em></div><div>We were hoping to get a stunning vista from the top, but the view was not as rewarding as the climb up. From this viewpoint we're looking out across the east toward the Coral Pink Sanddunes and Kanab.</div><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-6143030584188984412010-04-30T18:59:00.002+02:002010-05-03T13:34:25.374+02:00Day 217: April 30, 2005 - Beautiful Zion<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL9wN_Wwm-Z9Lpt8b30TzMXp4T-CS7Ub7q0GuV9UEl-KQVOERAIcUxXPSNZLudMNjd4VlDT0cVTZgqlClV_XeoHqmUqO56CLUq9Ru7AtMsMdS7TbQ-PV8x2uJpYjw3icfhyphenhyphenYgtO2R9Qsk/s1600/043005-EastZionBlueSky.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL9wN_Wwm-Z9Lpt8b30TzMXp4T-CS7Ub7q0GuV9UEl-KQVOERAIcUxXPSNZLudMNjd4VlDT0cVTZgqlClV_XeoHqmUqO56CLUq9Ru7AtMsMdS7TbQ-PV8x2uJpYjw3icfhyphenhyphenYgtO2R9Qsk/s800/043005-EastZionBlueSky.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:x-small;"><i>by Christian Williams</i></span><br />On days like this I'm reminded Zion is among the most beautiful places on earth. There is a special place in my heart for red and white cliffs with a partially cloudy blue sky. I love the curved lines in the rock, layer upon layer, crisscrossing in different directions marking some change in geology thousands of years ago.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8730219307604996254.post-34151443894985269312010-04-29T19:26:00.004+02:002010-04-29T19:44:14.412+02:00Day 216: April 29, 2005 - View Across Hwy 9<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S9nCHD6phsI/AAAAAAAAIzU/w6gTjnZeMtk/s1600/042905-Hwy9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465613049356977858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Q8bdhUQ37Y/S9nCHD6phsI/AAAAAAAAIzU/w6gTjnZeMtk/s800/042905-Hwy9.jpg" /></a><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">by Christian Williams</span></em><br />Conceptually, I divide Zion into 4-5 main parts. Parunaweap Canyon; which is off limits to most visitors (special permit), East Zion, Main Canyon, Kolob, and the North Creek/Coalpits Wash area. I spent most of my time in East Zion, because it's very rugged with few hikers or tourists due to the lack of publicized trails. With Highway 9 running right through the middle of East Zion it's also very easy to be completely away from civilization, even though the car is only a short walk away.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0