It's been awhile since I travelled out west with a dear friend. You may remember my post of all the prettiness in Scottsdale from this post here. While on our trip, we also drove up to Grand Canyon National Park. We didn't really luck out weather wise, per se. Even though it was late April, we encountered a 30 degree day with blustery snow. It was very chilly on the south rim and we rode the bus a lot that morning to stay warm. We really hated packing jackets for Arizona when we were coming for a long, cold Midwest winter, but I'm so grateful we did. There were, however, moments of clear when the snow subsided and then I managed to make a few images on film. I think we were also lucky to see this place in a different light than most get to see it. I certainly didn't bring home the typical "postcard" sunny day images, although I would love to go back and see it in that light as well.
This was really my first attempt at landscape photography on film and between the gear, my skill set with metering landscapes on film, and the weather, it was certainly a challenge. I used a rented light meter that had a spot meter to help me because obviously, the distances are so great, you can't just meter the light you are in because the light can be drastically different in the scene a great distance away, especially on a cloudy day with changing light conditions, like the one I had. I overshot, and made lots of various exposures, all in desperation to come home with something. Honestly, though, I truly believe no image could really come close to capturing what an amazing and awesome place the Grand Canyon truly is. You really must be present in it with your own eyes. So, please go and do me favor. Take a photo, then put your phone or camera down and just look, really look with your own eyes. You will thank me later, I promise.
I was awestruck at this place, without a doubt. Here are a few images I am happy to share from my visit. The film ranged from, Kodak Ektar 100 for the color images to Fuji Neopan Acros 100 for black and white.
And of course, one of us at Mather Point, first thing in the cold cold morning, before a blizzard hit us maybe 20 minutes later.