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By: Paul S Cilwa |
Occurred: 6/12/2024 |
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| Hashtags: #GrandCanyon #Photography |
| It's been too long since I've seen the spires. |
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I did do a little light editing to make a few images more crisp, but only to make them
match what I saw in person as closely as possible.
Being a Thursday, the park entrance wasn't very crowded.
I had intended to fork out $80 for a Parks Pass, but the ranger
spotted my Navy cap on the seat beside me and offered to give the pass to me free if I had proof
of my veteran status
(besides the cap). I did, since it's on my driver's license. These
passes are great; they're not only good for me, but anyone
with me.
The South Rim of Grand Canyon is about a mile above sea level. So
that means mainly pine forests, whose deep roots can maximize water
extraction.
Once in the park and checked into Mather Campground, I headed for the
Rim. I decided not to bother with Mather Point or the little village
on the Rim. I'd been there so many times previously, it seemed
unlikely I'd find anything new to photograph. Also, I'd have to park,
take a shuttle bus, and then walk up a big flight of
stairs—something I can't really manage these days.
The Canyon at Midday
So instead I decided to drive to nearby Pipe Creek Vista, quite
uncrowded and with these spectacular views that are less
photographed.
At that point, pretty exhausted, I went back to my car, and then the
campground to nap, where I found crawling into my Tesla's rear compartment
(where I have a custom-fit mattress) a lot harder than even just a few months ago.
The Canyon at Sunset
Two hours later, I was back to take sunset
photos. The sky had been cloudless all day, which doesn't usually
make for awesome sunsets. But it's Grand Canyon, and I'm here!
I determined to walk further than I had that afternoon, because I
wanted to position myself for the sun to be setting on the edge of
the Pipe Creek promontory.
I finally reached the viewpoint I wanted.
Well, almost. I had to sit and rest, but I had 10 minutes to go after
I took this selfie for the sun to technically set.
The midday shots I took are colorful but late afternoon shots have
more dramatic shadows. This cliff is lit by the gold of the setting
sun.
And so here am I, at 73, two weeks shy of a hip replacement but by
golly, I'm hiking Grand Canyon.
And the sun is setting.
These seriously ancient pines are literally splitting the rocks on
the Rim.
The Canyon at Night
And then I came back to attempt a night shot with my cellphone. I
tried to prop it entirely by rocks but couldn't find any that
supported my vision. So, yeah, it's a little blurry. But the colors,
which may have included a little aurora, are pretty enough for me to
keep.
Back at the campsite, I tried another star photo and the aurora or
whatever is still present. Flagstaff is a Dark Sky city (it has an
observatory, the one in fact from which Pluto was discovered) so this
isn't the glow from city lights. And the pattern is different from
the previous photo, so I don't think it's a camera artifact.
So, who knows? If the hip replacement has the desired effect,
on my next visit I may be able to hike to more obscure vantage points!