Let me start this off by saying I have very little landscape/nature photography experience. A lot of times people assume that if you are a "photographer" that you can shoot anything amazing if you can shoot one thing amazing. THIS IS A FARSE. A horrible wicked one. That's why you hire a portrait photographer for your wedding photos (and not Uncle Bob) and why you hire a professional travel photographer to get the spread for the cover of your next outdoor magazine edition (and not me). Or someone who can do both for either. Again...not me.
Last night I was driving home from a fun quick weekend at my aunt and uncle's house in Park City, UT where I got to hang out at their gorgeous home in Jeremy Ranch, visit some of my in-laws to celebrate my husband's brother's birthday (I missed the pinata dangit...) eat amazing food, do some shopping at the outlet malls, and squeeze in a few photoshoots for my cousins and their family and friends. It was a perfect getaway from our hectic fall schedule. I enjoyed having some alone time- I recharge every alone minute I get, and a whole weekend to myself was maybe not necessarily much needed, but much enjoyed.
It's about a 6 hour drive back from Park City to Montrose. While getting closer to the Colorado border from Utah I started seeing signs for Arches National Park and Moab, which is a place I've never been but have always wanted to visit. I looked at the clock. It was about 5:30 and when I did a quick lookup on my phone, Arches was about 30 miles from where I was. I didn't realize it was that close off the interstate, and if I was lucky, I could get there just in time for sunset. I was alone, with no kids to worry about, no time frame to get home for necessarily, and although I wanted to get home to see my family before bed and I knew this would put me a few hours behind, I just threw caution to the wind and decided to go.
Goodbye, caution, YOLO!!
I texted Craig and told him my plans and he told me to go if I wanted to. I got to the park a little after 6. After a quick stop to go potty and fill up my waterbottle at the visitors center, I booked it up the hill and into the park. I really wanted to get to Delicate Arch and according to the map it was about 9 miles into the park, so I had to race the sun to get there. Having never been there, I was lamenting the fact that I couldn't stop at every single place there was to stop.
It was incredible, especially with the golden hour sun pouring in through every canyon. I did stop at the first parking spot available to snatch the shot above, then ran back to my car and took off further into the park.
A few winds and turns later, I saw the signs for the Delicate Arch parking area. You can either park and hike to the arch itself or drive about a mile further up the road to get to the viewpoint area. I didn't have time to hike very far, so I opted to just take my chances at the viewpoint spot, and oddly enough the entire parking area for the hike was PACKED with cars and people. People must like sunset hikes around here, I thought, and who could blame them, it was breathtaking. I rumbled up to the less crowded viewpoint parking area and jumped out of my car with my gear. I didn't have my tripod with me, but I would just have to make do when I got there. There was about a quarter-mile uphill hike to the viewpoint area. Luckily I DID bring my Keens with me so that made the climb much easier than it would have with my flip flops. I scaled the climb as quickly as I could and made it before the sun was completely down. Except their was a small string of clouds blocking the direct light.
Oh well. I still got out my camera and got a couple snaps. It was a beautiful sunset too.