Yesterday was a tough day for me. I woke up with my legs killing me from miles of hiking the day before, my nose was running like a leaky faucet and I was completely uninspired by the amazing scenery I was in. I’ll back up a bit. Thursday morning my girlfriend and I got in the Subi and headed to southwestern Colorado for a 9 day trip to some of the most beautiful landscapes that Colorado, or the world, has to offer the eyes. Our fist destination was Blue Mesa and then the Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park. This morning I am sitting on the porch of a great little hotel in Ouray.
So there I was, on the edge of the Black Canyon, peering over into the abyss. I am surrounded by sheer cliffs that drop more than 2000 feet in the blink of an eye. There are gorgeous spires to the left and right. The sun is rising almost directly in front of me, yet I am stumped, frustrated, almost bored. I can see it with my eyes, but when I try to compose it behind the lens, it bores me to death.
Not willing to let this moment pass having been defeated by my own grumpy attitude and annoying physical issues, I pushed past it. My eyes wandered deep into the canyon and all around until I found the one spot that really screamed at me. TAKE MY PICTURE!
So I took the shot, packed up my gear and we headed back to camp for our morning breakfast and some hot coffee. By the end of the day we were in Ouray, CO. and sorting through the images of the last few days. I was struck with a feeling of pride as I looked at this image from the morning. It was just what I was wanting it to be. Strong and beautiful.
How do you get though the blocks in your line of work?