Canyonlands’ White Rim
These images come from October, 2006, when Canyonlands National Park received twice its annual rainfall. It was a dangerous time to be in the park, with flash floods around every corner and boulders falling out of the cliffs all night. Laying in my tent I could hear them crashing down, released after eons from their perches at the hands of erosion. You have no idea where they’re heading and you just hope it’s not in your direction. Dissolving roads that turn to quicksand, roads that ride the edges of 1,500-foot drops with nowhere to go but forward…until you’re stuck. We ended up digging out part of a hillside by hand at one point in order to make a road. These were 5 of the craziest days of my life, and I can’t wait to do it again.

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