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We moved slowly through the east side of the park as if savoring the final farewells. Stopping at several spots to shoot
and absorb the surroundings, we filled our memory cards with redundant captures and our minds and souls with indelible
memories. On this trip we saw bison, bulls, bighorn sheep, mule deer bucks, ravens, the dreaded Zion chipmunks, liz-
ards, and rock climbers. We had so much fun chasing light, talking with strangers who were sharing some of the same
inspiration from this wonderful piece of our planet, and enjoying the cheerful hospitality of the fortunate ones who live
here. (Not to mention the happy-hours and ice cream runs.) We found a new friend in Charles Riter, a fellow photog with
a special eye for capturing the beauty of what he brings in front of his camera. We found Christopher who quit his job in
China to come experience the magic of America. We had people we'll probably never see again help us find some of the
best shots that were being presented by passing moments in our common space. We felt the connection to the rumblings
within the rocks and trees, and we were now gathering it all to bring it all back home, making the rest of our lives a bit
richer.
Since we were so close, we decided (actually they agreed) to stop back at Zion Mountain Ranch to salute an au revoir to
Kevin McLaws, forgetting that it was Sunday -his only day off. See ya next time, Kevin; not so long this time, Paiute
Palace and Ruby's Rocks.
Oh, yeah, add turkey vulture to that list above. I think it was on the National Parks Service website somewhere that I saw
a photo of a vulture with the tag number 50. Matt was shooting a bird quite high up on our way back down canyon, so I
grabbed the SX50 and zoomed in to it's resting place on the highest part of the rockface and captured Vulture 65, happy
to be high in Zion.
