48.22 Page, Arizona. Exploring above the banks of Lake Powell.

When we think we know that which lies ahead, we limit our opportunity of gaining a lateral perspective. For, each opportunity spotted along the trunk, branches into many different avenues. 

Castle Rock. Call me odd but I love the scene enhanced with the aid of good light.
He looks into the abyss and what does he see?
"What a dodo? If you're going to stand on edges then be a real man...bird. This is what we call an edge-cum-private toilet."

There are no trails but it is in fact a pleasure land of seeking and finding ways up, over and down the boulders, rocks, mounds and hills. At every position the outstanding scenery confronts a person. The coloring is surreal, the views beautiful and ever changing because of varying shades of light. Combined with solid exercise, honing one's climbing skills and satisfying the soul with incredible visuals, it's hard to beat this informal hike. 

The scenes are exquisite around Lake Powell.
I think Jen feels the same way.

Follow that curve.
The sun hits the bank.
Clouds provide more subtle light.
When gazing at the scene and understanding the necessity for power generation and transmission, nevertheless it also illustrates the approaches of man and nature. An observation, no agenda. 

So much variety in rock formations...preparing to jump.

Continuous absorption.

Cheers, 

Jenni and Jeffrey