Do You See What I Didn’t?
I had to photograph most of Monument Valley while being held a car-captive-passenger by a wild driver intent on making camp before dark. It was my fault – I designated a fair number of miles to travel on the day we left Arches National Park in Utah, never anticipating that once we crossed into Arizona, we would dally half the day away at Hovenweep National Monument. And so when we drove through Monument Valley, there weren’t enough hours left in my day to stop wherever I wanted.
Every time I tried to hang my head out the window to check out a new crop of rocks, the wild driver would utter unspeakable words in my general direction. So I learned to be quick about my not-so-stealthy maneuvers.
The moon was hanging over this red rock butte, and I aimed for the shot on the move. I got my moon, I got my red rocks, and later when I looked at the photo, I got a little extra. Tucked in the corner, there was a very small corral dwarfed by the surrounding landscape. But it’s a great corral.
A corral with a view.