It could be the butte’s or perhaps it was the cloud formations. But there was something about Monument Valley that took my breath away. It’s not just the view, but the spiritualness of the place. A feeling unlike any other that I have experienced. Pictures cannot capture the mystical aura surrounding Monument Valley.
G and I arrived at Monument Valley right around 4pm right before the start of the Golden hour. It was the first time that my breath has ever been taken away. For a comparison of how huge the buttes are check out the blue car in the picture (you need to click the picture to enlarge it and find the speck of blue). [Continue reading]