My week at Lake Powell was unusual. It was spent mostly at dockside at the Antelope Marina. (Technical difficulties with the boat.) There was however some joy-riding in the run-abouts and the annual try to get up on the wake board which I nearly did this year!!!! (Which included the annual bruises and drink-half-the-lake contest by myself.) Sigh. I did however take enough pictures to fill two separate entries. The first is of a mixture of elements, the second will be a study of Antelope canyon -- both ends. It was an unexpected wonder of wonders to visit.---And I hope that intrigues you enough to take another look when I get the second set up. Enjoy. And remember, the pictures are clickable for a better look.
This is the view from the back of the boat, it was in constant change under sunlight and clouds.
Just before sunset.
Close-up of the three hills across the channel.
The sky was a constant source of interest and concern. Monsoons came every afternoon, along with high-winds.
The mornings were crisp and calm...placid enough to capture the sky on the water.
Here, the sky prepares to tie-off and leap ashore.
The afternoon storm opens into a fiery sunset against the silhouetted desert hills.
Sunset Praise
Last streams of sunlight fading
Singing the evening hymn
Stars join in the chorus
Hills echo the grand amen
Laura
July 2011
