In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Wall.”
The Alaska Range shrouded in clouds.
The last morning at Camp Denali dawned with the first clear skies in the week we were there. Denali was in full view and grandeur. We were sad to have to leave on such a beautiful day, but we will be back.
Along the roadside, Willow Ptarmigans (state bird of Alaska), congregated in the snowfall. By winter, their plumage will have changed to completely white as a camouflage from their predators, A member of the arctic grouse family, they don’t mind standing in the snow because their feet are feathered!
Jumping ahead to more recent travels, we just returned from Denali National Park in Alaska. It’s the end of the season for the “in-park” accommodations, and we had the opportunity to see not only spectacular fall colors, but significant snow as well! The most exciting opportunity, however, was the appearance of the Aurora Borealis on the second night there. It is something I had never seen before, but hope to many times again. In this image, notice the Big Dipper underneath the Aurora lights.
A grotto with hanging gardens and cascading falls, Deer Creek Falls is a 150-foot waterfall that is fed by a series of springs. It was a short walk off the main stream to reach this beautiful sight.
We went through over 100 rapids on the river, many of them Class 10. The Colorado River, as with several other big rivers in the West, use a scale of 1-10 to rate the difficulty of the rapids to navigate, with 10 being the most difficult. This is Hance Rapid, class 7-8. I disembarked before the rapid and walked downstream to a location where I could shoot the rafts coming through. This was not our craft coming through. It was one of the dories traveling parallel to us.
The hike up Clear Creek was challenging, mostly at the beginning where we had to scale both sides of a slippery rock about 30 ft. tall. As every day, the temperature would be climbing to about 105 degrees, so at the end of the hike, that tall black rock was burning hot. But the reward in between was the view above. A spectacular spring-fed waterfall!
On the trail up to the Nankoweap Granaries, I saw a group of dead trees, very black in color. Behind these trees, the red face of the wall across the river made a beautiful contrast. So, while everyone else in our group continued up, I stopped and set up for this image. I framed it in different ways; this is the one that gives the feeling of the scene as I saw it — striking, dramatic, simple.
Early in our trip, we visited the Nankoweap granaries. It was here that the ancestral Puebloans stored their grain in alcoves they dug into the walls. The hike was short but very steep, and the view from the top was one of the best along the Colorado River.