Day #7 White Pockets
Today we went to White Pockets on a photo tour with a local photographer. His name is Terry Alderman and he would meet us at the beginning of the 1hour and 45 minute off road drive through rough "roads" leading to White Pockets. He showed up in a red Jeep Cherokee. He had long white hair and full white facial hair. I think he told us he was 70 years old but only the white hair was proof of that. He told us some amazing stories. But what I remember most was the story he told when we drove back. The story of how he became a photographer.
Little Terry and his little critters
When he was a young boy he was fascinated with all the slimy and creepy crawlers that he found near his house. He had a lot of aquariums in his room stuffed with all kind of animals I wouldn't want to find crawling around in my backyard. Not to mention taking them home. But Terry did. One day he came home with (i think it were) two king pythons, one in each hand. His mother met him at the door and said: " No no no no!!! No more animals in this house!!". Little Terry dragged himself back to the place where he found the snakes and with pain in his heart set them free. Then he thought: "If I had pictures of them I wouldn't feel so terrible letting them go". And that's how his life as a photographer started. I really don't do his story about his falling in love with photography justice but still wanted to share this because I thought it was a wonderful story.
The ride up to white pockets was not the most comfortable ride I had. But it was making me feel like a modern day cowboy/girl. Which of course I'm absolutely not. :D After the ride we had to do a little hike to get to White Pockets. And man was it beautiful and it's scenery so out of this world. Terry warned us about seeing a great picture but before getting there (if ever) you'd already spotted ten other amazing pictures. And he was so right! I could have gone on and on for hours and hours. So much inspiration with every step I took. Losing track of time and almost forgetting to eat and drink. But Terry told us he knew so many more beautiful places but at this moment the internet buzzed about White Pockets so that's where he took most people upon request. So if your travels ever take you near or to Kanab and you love photography look up Terry Alderman for a private tour.
To Bryce Canyon
After a rough off road trip back to our car (during which I actually fell asleep) we headed for Bryce Canyon. Just like the previous miles we drove up until now these were breathtaking and totally different from the other driven miles. We arrived pretty late in the day so we decided not to go out to the Canyon yet. We had two nights there so we would be able to get a good impression for our first time there.