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Waking on the edge of the Grand Canyon

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This is a pretty amazing memory, one I could never forget about, even if I tried. Camping on the edge of the grand canyon and waking up for the sunrise. A spectacular sunrise!

There was a fire the night before, and because not enough warm things were brought, there was a second fire…around midnight. Everything was incredibly dry, so unlike my native New England, where all seems to be perpetually wet, things started crackling in a hot second. pun intended. The trees nearby were wet down as there was fear of lighting the whole grand canyon on fire – that would not be cool. That didn’t happen, but you can never be too safe…with fire…and trees.

So, due to lack of sleep as it was so frigid and excitement to see the show of the morning, I walked over to the edge at the cusp of dawn and waited to greet the most beautiful galactic being of which humans are aware (to date!). There was something so magical about that feeling, sitting on what seemed like the edge of the world, watching the colors come alive around the canyon little by little until it was like a full blown bonfire. As the sun peeked over the horizon, the rock that line the canyon walls started to glow. The jagged ridges of the canyon casted shadows over the lower bits but themselves shone in pure glorious sunshine. The sky was a perfect mix or all different shades of red, orange, yellow, pink, magenta. It was ethereal. And no one else was there…

No photographers, no hikers.

No line of tripods. Just us. I had a friend who came with me and brought his ukulele and played a few things as we watched the sun rise. Talk about a moment. He handed the mini guitar to me and I plucked a few strings before giving it back and proceeding to take a few pictures.

I wasn’t sure if I was on earth at that point or in some sort of dream dimension. That place, at that time, we were part of the landscape, part of the spectacle. We were the sun, the rocks, the winds. I experienced everything as it was in the moment. I heard this quote recently…

Some people go to church and think about fishing…others go fishing and think of God

Well, this moment, I was thinking about that, the universe, all those things. I felt more connected to a spirituality in that moment than I ever did at church. I think I could adapt that quote into something about photography or camping/hiking. After all, fishing is quite like photography in a way. They can both be meditative and peaceful, a way to relax and be in nature. Photos don’t bother fish though…but fishing doesn’t involve electronics…I think the answer here is – shoot film! Anyways, here are some pretty pictures now…

grand canyon, sunrise, fujifilm, x100T

grand canyon sunrise fujifilm x100t

Rocks on fire!

grand canyon, sunrise, fujifilm, x100t

path to the edge at dawn

grand canyon, sunrise, fujifilm, x100t

Always gotta have a fire circle 🙂

Cheers,

Molly