Every photographer has an arch nemesis so to speak. That one place they have returned to time and time again, and never seemed to catch the right light. For me it’s been the Grand Canyon. Throughout the years I have visited the Canyon more times than I can remember. And though I’ve walked away with some great shots, I’ve never gotten one that made me stop in my tracks and say wow. That all changed Monday morning of this week.
Monday morning found me at Grandview Point on the east rim of the Canyon long before sunrise, bundled up not unlike Ralphie in the movie A Christmas Story. Yes, it does get cold in Arizona. Headlamp donned, I began searching the rim for a suitable spot to shoot from. As dawn began to break, I immediately realized this morning had the potential to be one of the best sunrises I had ever experienced at the canyon. A large break in the clouds stretched all the way across the eastern horizon. My search for a composition now became that frantic, yet overly cautious type, as one misplaced step could have severely ruined my day. Finding my spot, I set up and waited for the show to begin.
Just as I’d hoped, the sun began to illuminate the underside of the clouds, one by one, from the eastern horizon all the way to the west. As if God himself flipped a switch, this soft warm light filled the canyon. One ridgeline after another began to glow like neon tubes crackling to life in a sign, until the entire canyon was lite from top to bottom. “The Sweet Light!” I began firing off shots like a crazed lunatic until the light slowly started to fade. The results are what you see below. My arch nemesis finally gave up the prize.
It was quite an amazing experience. Spiritual to be exact. That’s why I’ve chose the name “Heavenly Light” for this image, as only God himself could have created a spectacle such as this. I consider myself blessed to have been a witness to such an amazing sight, and to be able to share it with all of you.
Until next time, enjoy “Heavenly Light”.