Canyons and Rivers and Rocks

On Sunday evenings, during the nice part of the year, I love to go up the canyon and end the week with some time in my favorite spots. Because of the weird spring weather I haven't made it up to my Hobble Creek Canyon hikes. This Sunday was beautiful and I was excited to get up there. Unfortunately the place I really wanted to go was packed with cars and I figured the spot I wanted to photograph had a high chance of having others there. So I moved on to a trail I hadn't been on yet. I was the only car there, just the way I like it.

The rivers are definitely full, fast and loud. And there is a beauty in their power.


I had just finished taking photos of these roots when I looked down the trail and noticed a guy coming up behind me. I've actually had very good luck that when I've been alone on a trail, I've remained alone the whole time. There are a few trails that I like that are always busy, but I just prefer being alone on my hikes. I don't usually feel vulnerable hiking by myself but I have started carrying pepper spray and I do try to be very aware of my surroundings. It may have been a moment of intuition, it may have been a moment of paranoia, but I did not feel comfortable on the trail with this guy. I stopped and pretended to be taking some more photos allowing the guy to pass me. Once he had gone around the next bend I got the hell out of there. I'm pretty sure I have not ran that far since high school. Luckily I wasn't that far up the trail and it didn't take long to get back to my car. I was kinda pissed because the hike was beautiful and I didn't get very far, but not worth sticking around. I'll have to revisit another time.

I didn't want to go home, so I just stuck to places along the road to take photos. The water reminds me of hot chocolate this time of year.

I'm really, really, really craving a stronger (longer, bigger, not sure the correct camera term) lens. I'm very drawn to plants growing out of crevices in rocks and I really wanted to be able to get closer shots. I loved the exposed roots on this plant.



Today I was still feeling a bit jittery about my experience on Sunday so I went back to the very pretty, but way to popular Rock Canyon. And what do you know, more flowers in rocks.


I love when the moon is out during the day. For some reason it always feels special to me. (sadly I found out after I got home that I had several spots on the lens. damn spots)