It was mid-July and the Colorado high country was finally thawing out from an incredibly wet and cold spring. Summer was halfway over and I had yet to get a backpacking trip under my belt.
All-in-all, it was a very unplanned weekend where I had no intention of driving nearly 600-miles, but in the end, it turned out to be pretty awesome and I think I got some great pictures out of the trip. #Success?
But for me, it was more about the epic landscape. Straddling the Utah boarder in northwest Colorado , the Yampa and Green Rivers have carved incredible 2,500′ canyons through the red sandstone.
That’s actually not true. I’m not really going back to Bali, but as this posts, I am currently somewhere over the Pacific Ocean on my way back to Indonesia.
I had only been to Chicago once and since I was just out of college and knew someone that ran a bar so let’s just say I didn’t see and experience much of the city.
Sticking with my inability to stay still last winter, I set out for my first camping trip of the year in early March. Since I had already hit up Bryce and Zion National Parks in the prior few months, I decided to go the easy route and try to chase some epic shots that had escaped me in the past.
Nothing really to say… just some pictures from a long weekend in New York City last year for some family-time and sightseeing.
There is something special about the desert when it’s blanketed with a fresh coat of snow – the brilliant white exhibiting an extreme contrast with the orange, reds, and yellows of the desert.
Fast-forward couple of years through the rise of over tourism being experienced world-wide, I hadn’t dared to go back. Right after that first trip, visitation numbers to the park began to increase significantly from 3.1 million in 2014 to 4.5 million visitors in 2017.