August 28, 2019
Our safari-style open truck was kicking up a storm of red sand behind us. Brushing sand from our clothes and blinking furiously to clear our eyes, we stepped off the truck and beheld our destination: Antelope Canyon. It was a little past 7:00 a.m. and while I was still bleary-eyed, I was eager to enter the canyon – and take a near-ridiculous number of pictures.
The tour guide, a member of the Navajo Nation, was extremely engaging. It was clear that she had been doing this work for many years – she stopped the group frequently to point out interesting angles and points where the light entered the canyon from cracks above.
While pictures cannot do this place justice, they offer a glimpse (and hopefully encourage others to visit!) into the beautiful and serene site.
