Strike Valley Overlook, Utah.
The forecast showed no storms were threatening, and so we headed out of Boulder on the Burr Trail, eastward from the forested highlands of the Dixie National Forest and out into the high desert separating the Escalante from Capitol Reef to the north and east. Past the slickrock and mesas, through canyons and out beyond the pass through the Circle Cliffs, we came to Muley Twist Canyon and proceeded up the wash. Three miles up the streambed, through towering sandstone cliffs that host windows, arches and alcoves, the road ends at the trail for Strike Valley Overlook. Here we set up camp for the night,alone, in a small, sandy flat below the rock. At least 25 miles from the nearest streetlight, the galaxies of the Milky Way were incredible, at least until clouds began rolling in from the west. This of course always causes a bit of apprehension, as you don't want to be in a canyon during a storm, so it was somewhat of a restless night's sleep.
The sky was till overcast when, before dawn, we climbed up the half mile trail , to the top of the overlook, with headlamps raking the slickrock, trying to find small cairn piles in the dark. For 100 miles running a North/South line, the Waterpocket Fold is a great rift in the earth. Place your hands in front of you like prayer, and open them up like a book. Strike Valley would lie where your pinkies touch, and two thousand feet up on the edge of an index finger, we waited for the sunrise. All around us it was raining. The virga , mists of rain dropping from the clouds that evaporate before they hit the ground, were tendrils of moisture, all lit up while the sun rose in fiery defiance.
I took all kinds of images here, as you can imagine. Once the show begins, you're never sure how long it will last, but fortunately, I had time to not only do some panoramas, but to do multiple exposure pans. This is a combination of 3 exposures, one stop apart, post processed in Photomatix, for each of 11