The best light for photographing Hoodoos in Bryce Canyon National Park seems to be morning. When there is direct sunlight on the Hoodoos, they lose some of their mystery. When light reflects onto the Hoodoos, magic happens.
It’s not always possible to get a true sense of the size of a landscape from a photograph unless it includes something everyone recognizes. In this image, a couple of hikers paused briefly at an overlook just beneath Sunset Point where I was standing. They stayed long enough for me to capture them in the frame, thus giving their surroundings and the Hoodoos they were gazing at an indication of the scale and grandeur of Bryce Canyon and its unique landscape of red rock Hoodoos. We ended our week in Bryce where we began, at Sunset Point. Our first visit was at sunrise, and this visit was at sunset where a few wispy clouds gave definition to the sky.
The painful memories of this day fourteen years ago when Ron passed away have faded a bit but I still think about him every day and the profound influence he had on my life. He would be happy to know that his numerous failed attempts at piquing my interest in serious photography have succeeded. Photography is now my passion and I jump at every opportunity I get to learn and practice this compelling art. I wish I could share my photographs with him. I imagine that if we can achieve “oneness with the Universe” then Ron has done it. Bryce Canyon gave me an opportunity to experience the vastness of the Universe and all its possibilities. A couple of days ago, we went out for our final early morning shoot of heavenly bodies before flying home later in the day. It gave me another chance to appreciate truly dark skies and see the myriad stars and the Milky Way Galaxy again. We stood at Sunset Point at 5AM, facing the tiny town of Tropic, Utah glowing on the horizon with the Milky Way spreading above it. What a glorious experience. What a glorious universe.
The Hoodoos in Bryce Canyon are intriguing to see from the view points around the park but to walk among them and experience their magnificence from just a few feet away is incredible. On our last full day in the park we were close enough to touch the Hoodoos. We started at Sunset Point just before sunrise and walked down the Navajo Trail with its switchbacks and a 600 foot drop in elevation. As the sun rose above the horizon, I was able to extract a starburst behind the windowed hoodoo next to the trail by pinching the sun at the edge of the rock using a small aperture on my Nikon Z6II and Nikkor 14-30mm f/4 lens. Of course what goes down, must come up. Traversing the heart-pumping switchbacks on the way back up to the parking lot was a challenge for all of us but we took it slowly and knew that at the top we would be rewarded with a hot breakfast and a steaming cuppa Joe.
There are so many surprises hidden in the Hoodoos of Bryce Canyon. To me, one of the most captivating is the wistful mermaid perched for millennia atop a ledge looking out over a sea of Hoodoos, waiting for her Prince, her flippered tail draped against the rock. The light on the mermaid changed constantly during the afternoon as we watched it play over the Hoodoos from Inspiration Point. I used the Graphite picture control in my Nikon Z6II to capture the textures and shapes that fed my imagination. I was lucky when a light scrim of clouds scudded overhead and softened the afternoon light on the mermaid. The sights here are wonderful and your imagination can run wild with the sculpted Hoodoos reminiscent of so many people and things. Just around the other side of Inspiration Point, hidden from the frozen gaze of the mermaid, is a Hoodoo castle surrounded by a moat complete with turrets and a watch tower which just might contain her Prince Charming similarly frozen in time.
What a starry, starry night! Well, I should say, what a starry, starry morning! Shortly after 5 AM yesterday morning we and our cameras were set up along the Rim Trail at Inspiration Point near where we watched the sun set the night before. Looking up into the clear Utah sky, the stars were thick above us almost as if someone had tossed glitter in the air, the Milky Way strewn across the sky above our heads. When I visit places without light pollution I am always stunned that the Milky Way is visible to the naked eye and that there are so many stars in the heavens. In metropolitan areas like where I live in California, most stars are barely visible except for the very brightest and the Milky Way can’t be seen at all with the naked eye. What a treat to watch the stars move as the Earth rotates. I used my Nikon Z6II and my Nikkor Z 14-30 mm f/4 lens set on a tripod for a 20 second exposure. An exposure much longer than 20 seconds would result in streaks from the stars as they moved. With each subsequent image, the Milky Way appeared to edge slowly across the heavens. All too soon the rising sun brightened the horizon and the stars disappeared from view.
One can’t help but be inspired by Inspiration Point in Bryce Canyon Nation Park. The climb from the parking lot to Inspiration Point is steep and at more than 8100 feet in elevation, the half mile hike up can take your breath away. But once you’re there, the panting getting up there is worth the trip. This view looks east as the sun was setting behind me last evening. The clouds were an added bonus. We had spent a few hours at the point waiting for this moment. But the surrounding rock formations can inspire one’s imagination and create scenarios that make the visit there even more inspirational and fun. Our imaginations ran wild as we envisioned things in the formations that looked like Christmas tree forests and nesting Russian dolls and mermaids and hobbit houses and castles and more. They’re all somewhere in this vista waiting to be revealed through the inspiration of this magical place.
That Cole Porter lyric in You Do Something to Me that goes “Do do that voodoo that you do so well” was certainly on my mind once I had my first glimpse of the spectacular Hoodoos at Bryce Canyon National Park in Utah yesterday morning. We spent sunrise at Sunset Point, oddly enough, and as the sky brightened to reveal the amazing red rock formations known as Hoodoos that jut abruptly from the base of the canyon, I was speechless but singing those lyrics in my head. Voodoo indeed! These rocks are so captivating that you are quickly under their spell. As the sun lifted above the horizon and played on the columns it seemed as if some of them were lit from within, glowing in a magnificent show of light. It’s the Hoodoo Voodoo spell that they do so well!
Little Red-Breasted Nuthatches seem to be my favorites lately. The other day I wrote about this tiny bird’s big toe, correctly called the hallux. My illustration with that blog post did not show off the bird’s propensity to travel down a tree trunk, using those big toes to keep it securely on the trunk, seemingly defying gravity.
Photographing the Coyotes in Yellowstone National Park in January has turned out to be one of the highlights of my photographic journey these past few years. The experience rivaled my visit three years ago when we photographed a pack of Gray Wolves at a Bison kill. While the experiences were quite different, the excitement was the same. And this year, we saw and photographed Coyotes each day we were in the park. This Coyote veered off the groomed roadway and up a small snowy knoll fairly close to where we stood. It sensed a vole under the snow and cocked its head to listen. The challenge for us was to anticipate the Coyote’s pounce and capture the peak of the momentum. The first pounce was unsuccessful but the Coyote emerged from the snowbank and launched a second time depicted in this photograph. Sadly for the Coyote, it came up short again. But it was marvelous to observe some “big air” Coyote style.