EARLY this morning – GROAN… “what time is it”
Reply – “05:46”
“Should we get up?”
Reply – “I suppose… what do you think?”
“It’s cloudy… maybe rain…”
Reply – ‘as someone’s mother once said-”you can’t be a FAIR-WEATHER skier” ‘
“We aren’t GOING skiing”
Reply- “Right- up we get then!”
And so it started – shakily but after a cup of coffee we were out the door and on the way to sunrise at Arches National Park. Arriving at the entrance we could see the lights of a half dozen cars ahead of us. Guess we weren’t the only ‘brilliant’ ones.
Yesterday, we scouted out the most likely place to get excellect sunrise photos. Problem was, neither of us was quite sure where it was, exactly. LESSON: When you have a GPS, mark where you want to go AND then you can follow it back! Much more reliable than 60+ old memories. However, we found a suitable spot with 25 minutes to spare; allowing us each to pick vantage point.
We don’t know what the official NPS name was/is but I wanted to focus my efforts on a formation that we named “ Three Maidens” (I wanted to name it ‘the 3 wenches’ but was outvoted 2 to 0 – unanimously).
As the sun slowly began its rise, temptation to shift focus was intense.
I managed to stay focused on the Three Maidens as we reaped a wealth of beauty. And the pictures are a poor approximation of the intensity of visual stimulation. Our hearts, soared with the power of the morning.
Then the 3 Maidens blessed us for our patience with a mini-rainbow…
The rest of the valley glowed.
And then it was morning.