28 Dec An ode to red rock: Arches and Canyonlands national parks
Source: Charlene Winfred
I’ve been trying to write this post for a very long time, finding it difficult to articulate the hold that Arches National Park has over my imagination. It is the one national park that I could swear, knows me by name. It’s a ridiculous thing to say, particularly for someone who’s a city slicker to the core. If the park did have a voice and addressed me by name, I doubt I’d hear it. I am equipped to parse urban environments, but the outdoors fill me wonder for more than just their magnificence; my utter unfamiliarity with the code of natural environments is also rather awesome.
The park is, appropriately, full of natural sandstone arches – it has the highest density of these peculiar, majestic formations of anywhere in the world, along with spires, fins and other varied geological forms.
I first visited Arches with Flemming in April 2013, and enjoyed a couple of solid days hiking around unbelievable vistas, some of which made it into the movie we were filming at the time: Beyond. We returned in 2014 for more, and yet again this November, spending a whole week in Arches and nearby Canyonlands National Park.
I’ve never encountered a place quite like Arches.
Nowhere else can I clamber onto fins of flaming rock and survey the world, elevated in body and spirit. There’s…
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