Some of my favorite photos from our recent trip to Petrified Forest National Park. If you’re interested in any prints of these images, feel free to contact me and I can make a custom item in the shop! Each of my prints is available on quality archival paper, canvas, metal and available mounted on board for framing or free hanging. Feel free to contact me on my contact page.
The Forest Fire photo featured in this treasury is from the Kaibab National Forest north of the North Rim of the Grand Canyon. a good amount of the forest on the way to the Grand Canyon has been scorched and/or burned by forest fires, often due to lightening strike. We stopped at a forest service lookout tower and spoke with the man on duty who told us this particular fire happened in 1996. Leaving the landscape surreal and barren. The sunset that evening highlighted the damage with an orange fire of its
“The Badlands” is an awesome and dramatic term used for just about any hilly, constantly evolving, harsh desert area and I’ve loved every one I’ve been to. Of course the South Dakota Badlands are the most well known, but there are actually tons of badlands areas all over the country, even if not so named.
Most recently we went to The Petrified Forest National Park. A ranger there said it should have been named “Arizona Badlands Petrified Logjam National Park” and we agreed. As far as “forest”, it’s all lying on the ground, and there’s little mention of the vast badlands at all, even though much more of the park is badlands than petrified logs. Either way, it was an awesome and I’m glad I finally got to go, after passing by or being too far so many times before.
Petrified Forest National Park
My photo Cabin Print, Colorado was featured in this treasury on just such a place.
I love the forest and the desert, but every time we’re in the desert too long we try to get back to the trees. It’s the same every year. “We’re too cold – to the heat we go!” “Dang it’s hot, back to the trees!”. The forest is an endless life filled world where I always feel like I can wander forever, assuming the undergrowth allows. It’s also nice to just sit on a cabin porch and watch the forest world do its thing. My photo Solace in the Mountains was featured
I’ve spent most of my life a Lone Wolf…well, maybe more like a lone cat, but pretty alone compared to some. Keeping my friends few and close since childhood, my pets closer, and my life mostly private. That is until I met Ross and we started traveling around the country, now my life is pretty much an open book online and I travel in a wolf pack of two humans, two cats and a dog. However, I like to keep up the image of the lone wolf, with my motorcycle, skull adorned