The road going to the Utah-Arizona border somehow felt like I was exploring in a different planet. The landscape was littered with red rocks, spires and mesas. We stopped the car several times to take photos. Since both of us are photographers, we decided to have a crazy photoshoot in the middle of Highway 163 (where Forrest Gump stopped running.) I’m glad there were only a few cars taking the route that day since we were jumping and running around in the middle of the road. In addition, we had this big luggage we used as a prop. 🙂
Monument Valley is one of the most recognizable landscapes in the west. It is run by the Navajo Tribal Park. You’ve probably seen the photos, and I have seen them too but nothing really prepares you for seeing this magnificent creation before your very eyes in person. It was stunning. Going up close to the valley was quite challenging since the road was rutted, bumpy and steep. My poor car!
We spent only a few hours in the park since we were headed for Page in Arizona. But it did not disappoint me. It really is the definition of “Old West”.
Enjoy the wonders of Monument Valley!