Watching the Watchman

Some hours into enjoying this famous view of the Watchman from the roadway bridge over the Virgin River--a vigil made even more enjoyable in this case by many other waiting photographers in a conversational mood--we found just a little pink breaking through the blue hour after sunset, Zion National Park, Utah.

 

I'm sure the lot of us waiting on the bridge that evening all hoped the clouds would blaze with color before sunset as beautiful golden hour light still washed the west face of the Watchman, though the highlight of the show turned out to be much less dramatic as you can see, but today is a good day to step back from the photographer's sometimes high maintenance hopes of nature and to just be thankful for the health and opportunity to enjoy and share some of these beautiful vistas from time to time however nature paints them on any given day.

 

This is one of those images that's likely really suitable only for smaller format viewing such as here on flickr since it has some technical issues stemming in part from the late hour long exposure with the pretty heavy traffic that time of day rolling over the bridge not more than a few feet from our tripods, but I wanted to share a glimpse of the beauty here regardless.

 

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