In 2001, I took Ruth "home" to Moab for our honeymoon. It was an amazing adventure... our second motorcycle trip occurring a mere 18 days after 9/11, with summer-like weather and gorgeous fall colours.
Neither of us had ever seen the majestic terrain of south-east Utah, and we soaked it up. The desert felt like a second home to me, and the absence of hoards of tourists (which, frankly, we were) allowed us the luxury of exploring and photographing without interruption.
I like the construct of God as experimental artist, and the evolving tapestry/tableau that is the Four Corners region must have been a delight to create over the millennia. A high-speed time lapse video of that evolution would be my #1 pick.
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