I'm still recovering from the trip, still playing catch-up, and had to work Wednesday, which means eight hours of chaos. Haven't had time to sift through the 1000+ photos to find you the really good bits, and you know the geology's gonna be a while. That's okay. We have a long winter ahead.
In the meantime, I'll throw out another teaser. This one's from Tuesday morning, when I got up insanely early and ducked out on my still-sleeping intrepid companion. I drove up Hurricane Ridge Road to photograph all the strata I hadn't had time to catch the day before. I wasn't expecting wildlife, and figured if I did see some, it would be at an inconvenient moment with no handy turn-outs.
How wrong I was:
Yes, that is a doe and her fawn, hanging out in plain view, right where I could park the car and photograph them.
I can tell you that this trip was totally worth the sleep deprivation. I can also tell you that I have done my part to ensure the birds on top of Hurricane Hill end up fat and happy. No, I didn't feed them - directly. But, thanks to the fact we forgot the bug repellent in the car, and did not realize this glaring omission until we were over a mile away from it, I did feed quite a few mosquitoes, who in turn will end up in some bird's belly. This being-at-one-with-nature stuff is an itchy proposition, especially when you're unable to swat nature away because you're photographing other bits of it.
Now if you'll excuse me, I must go apply more anti-itch creme and try to get a bit more sleep.