We’re now at Bryce – have been for two days – and I’m still taking lots of images, but I keep going back to the ones from Antelope Canyon. I have a feeling I’m going to be hardpressed to do any better than those. I’m not sure I have any “bad” photographs from that location (except perhaps a few that are slightly out of focus), but there are some that I really like. This one, for instance.
I took quite a few at this spot. I remember it because setting up the tripod there was a bit of a trick. There’s very little space to work in much of that canyon. And it is definitely work. When you’re 6 feet, 6 inches tall, and you’re climbing around in what feels like a rabbit hole, things get awkward. I was tired and dusty when I got out.
Again, no adjustments here other than a little sharpening. I tried other color temperatures (thanks Christian and Carl), but I wound up leaving it as it was. The bright yellow part at the top is, of course, where the sun was coming in. But the sun rarely hits the bottom of the canyon except in certain areas. I’ve seen a lot of images where a sunbeam is the highlight of the frame, but to do that you need an “assistant”. Someone has to throw sand at the beam to make it visible. Otherwise it won’t show up.
After Antelope Canyon, my wife and I went on a little smooth-water rafting trip down the Colorado. With a few hundred other folks. Many of whom were the dreaded “bus people”. You know, I think they could create a new kind of horror show for TV using these characters. Just call it “Bus People Gone Mad” or something.
They are, too. They’re all crazy. But that’s another story.