Sunset at Yavapai Point, Grand Canyon National Park
The day I saw the condors at El Tovar started out with a clear blue sky. Over the course of the afternoon, it clouded over with potential. I parked my car at the overlook, made myself a PB&Honey sandwich, and waited.
Plenty of people came and went. The sun dipped under the cloud with a blindingly bright change in intensity. The visitors practically cheered. I've never seen strangers break out into public displays of admiration before. And then a cloud moved in. The guy standing next to me started packing his camera and we talked about sunrise locations. Some of the crowd started to drift away to the parking lot, toward dinner, warm rooms, hot showers. Too bad:
Eight minutes later
No one has ever accused me of being patient, yet I waited. And the sun broke out again. Not to cheers, more like a collective sigh, a humbleness in response to so much grandeur. And then a raucous clattering of shutter clicks along the rim.
