I spent over a hour hanging out at Cly Butte. I photographed in the changing light until the sun went behind the clouds on the horizon. Everything went gray. Now, the big waiting game began. Would there be a sunset? It was anyone's guess. I would either be happily taking some more beautiful shots or my day was already over.
Just when the sunset started to go off, a car stopped right in front of what I had lined up in the camera. A woman jump out of the passenger car door, then standing on the car's seat to get a better and higher view. She obviously didn't see me and I almost said something, but thankfully she moved off after getting her shot. I had to chuckle a bit considering how many times this kind of thing had happened during the course of my day.
I was thrilled the sunset did its thing even as contained as it was. I was ready for OMG, but got considerably less. Still, I figured I had taken the best photo of the trip. I stayed until it was almost dark out basking in the glow of a great day. It was completely silent out. Not a bird, jet, car or even the hint of a breeze was to be heard. It was a gorgeous, full-day of adventure and I was tired. It was a good tired.
From Monument Valley