Day 3 B/W challenge

Day 3 B/W challenge

I was heading home and decided to end my time in Southern Utah with a trip along the Burr Trail and a Ferry ride across Lake Powell at Bullfrog.  It had been the most unusual May I had ever spent in the area, with snow, lots of rain and very cold weather.  Even the locals were saying they had never seen a May like this one.  I shouldn’t complain though, as I was now headed back to several months of hot and humid in Austin!

NE00_1920 copyI finished the Burr Trail late in the day and found an area off the road to Bullfrog where I could camp again in total isolation–one of the things I really love about this area is that you can camp pretty much anywhere you want!  Generally, it will get quite a bit warmer as one gets closer to Lake Powell from those areas north, so the evening was very pleasant even though the sky remained gray from the earlier storms.

Grandfather?

Grandfather?

The next morning, as I continued down to the ferry, I noticed this area where the earth was deep red with a white frosting.  Even though it was mid morning, the sky was still overcast giving me that soft light I really like.  After I found a reasonable path to wade through the mud along the side of the road, I found the earth there to be pretty firm, but covered with little black caterpillars!  This reminded me that I was getting out just before the “bug” season here –those biting gnats and flies were just a week or so away.

As I moved further into the frosted area, it looked a bit like flying over snow-capped mountains in mid winter.  That gave me an idea to play with but I was soon finding those biomorphic forms and even found a face that reminded me of my grandfather.

Unfortunately, it turned out that I was on the only road to Bullfrog where they hadn’t posted the sign letting you know that the ferry–and the only way across Lake Powell–was not running.  That is a lot of miles to travel, both down and back up and around, to be able to continue south–but at $5 a gallon for gas there, I don’t think they cared!

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