In these past few days I went through some old travel pictures I took. I started using more professional cameras a while ago, but in 2006, when i went to USA for the first time I still had a very cheap digital camera. Nevertheless I found some good pictures I forgot I took which, despite being of very poor quality, they do still remind me of an incredibly emotional travel I did in the US National Parks area in 2006.
Have you ever felt your heart skipping a beat before a spectacle of nature? That is what happened to me when I first saw the Monument Valley, at the borders between Arizona and Utah. I can’t count how many times I’ve seen the 3 red clay mittens on tv shows, documentaries and movies (especially the so called “spaghetti western” saga by the Italian director Sergio Leone). When I got off my rented car at a gas station and I climbed the road heading to a curio shop run by a community of Native Americans, those 3 massive mittens appeared in front of me all of a sudden, and I went out of breath for a second. That was the first time I felt the need to capture the scene on camera, and to fix that moment in my memory. I have travelled a lot in the past 2 decades but I found very few places where I felt the same: Monument Valley in USA, Uluru in Australia, and Cono de Arita in Argentina.
I want to share with you a couple of picture from that trip:
This is a picture of Delicate Arch at the Arches National Park which I entered starting from Moab. That little insignificant people with an orange t-shirt it’s me (in 2006)
I am planning to visit again the National Parks between Arizona and Utah. In fact, although my bucket list is still pretty full, there are places that stick to my memory and urge me to plan another visit.
Isn’it the same for you?