“So this is where God put the West.” It is said that this is what John Wayne declared the first time he laid eyes on Monument Valley.
It is the archetypal landscape of the American Southwest. There are no words to describe the feeling of watching the sun saturate the valley in a beautiful palate of colors.
I made myself a cup of coffee and set up my camera on the balcony just before dawn. The sky started to quickly come alive with pinks, reds, oranges, saffron, and yellows. It was funny because there was complete silence and stillness up until the colors started to appear in the sky, and just like that the silence was replaced with the clicking of cameras coming from the surrounding balconies. I had to get my husband up so that we could share this experience. I really didn’t want him to miss this once in a lifetime opportunity.
We checked out of the hotel that morning and drove about 17 miles down the road so that we could see one of the most recognized road side shots of the American Southwest. It really was stunning. And of course we had to check out the spot where Forest Gump stopped running. We goofed around and each of us took a turn running down the road Forest Gump style.
And then it was back on the road…