"There is nothing that I can say that would give meaning to the beauty that is watching the sun rise at Mesa Arch in Canyonlands"
Since my first glimpse of that sunrise, it has always lingered in the back of my mind. Even after several trips to see Mesa Arch in the middle of the day, it didn't quite connect that it was the place of the fabulous sunrise. Then a couple of years ago, I saw one of the sunrise photos with a caption explaining that it was Mesa Arch in Canyonlands.
Now, I really did want to go there and see the sunrise, it just happened to be an activity that was bit too early in the morning for me. That is, until I decided to become more serious about photography, then it became a must see! One of the first trips that I planned after obtaining my new camera, was to go and take a photo of the sunrise at Mesa Arch.
So, after three trips to photograph the sunrise at Mesa Arch this past year, there I was, warming up the Jeep in Moab at 5:00 a.m. on the frozen morning of December 20th. Since I was already down that way to catch the photo of Delicate Arch the night before (see my last blog), I thought I might as well see my most favorite sunrise one more time.
The drive up to the arch took me a little over an hour, it takes you up on to a plateau above the canyons. I arrived at the snow packed parking lot around a quarter after six. Surprisingly, there was another vehicle parked in the lot, a VW Van and I just assumed that its occupants were sound a sleep.
I sat all snug and warm in the Jeep as I watched the horizon slowly turn a lighter color. The thermometer in the Jeep was telling me that it was 13 degrees outside and I kept thinking, "is there any sane reason why I would want to leave this comfy warm Jeep and go outside."
At a quarter to seven, with the sky looking like the sun would be coming up soon, I got brave and started putting on every warm item of clothing that I brought. Fifteen minutes later I got out of the Jeep, packed my camera gear and headed up the trail. With all of the layers that I was wearing I felt like a mummy while hiking. Fifteen minutes later I could see the arch and lo and behold another photographer that was crazy enough to be out there on that frozen morning.
The other photographer introduced himself as Sunny and his cheerful spirit got me thinking that I might be doing the right thing by being there.
There is nothing that I can say that would give meaning to the beauty that is watching the sun rise at Mesa Arch. It is special in so many ways. All knowledge of the cold surrounding me was lost as I watched, and tried to capture the image of the scene that was unfolding before me. The air was clear and the cold temperatures made the colors more vivid than I had ever experienced on my previous trips.
Happy, happy to be there, happy that I would choose to brave the cold, choose to be a little crazy and adventurous again, happy and gratefull.
My new friend Sunny and I stayed for over an hour and a half happily chatting and taking photos of the arch and the surrounding scenery. I took close to 400 digital images of that sunrise and the red glow of the suns rays reflecting on the bottom of the arch.
I have had second thoughts about posting this article knowing that it might draw more people to the arch to watch the sunrise. I have met people from all over the world at that spot and time of day, and at times it has seemed a bit crowded. But, sharing the experiance is also a delight!