This setback took a few harried hours to clear up and by the time I reached Page I had missed my tour. Months went by and on the morning of my scheduled tour I was running late from Zion due to the fact that I had misplaced my camera coming out of the Narrows. Last year, however, I was in and out of Page, AZ – where the canyon is located – on a fairly regular basis in my adventures around the southwest and I figured it was about time to experience the canyon. As such, I put a visit on the backburner in lieu of other less-crowded adventures. As the years have gone by this continues to be the case, only more so. With just a bit of research, however, that fantasy was paved over by reality – even by the late 90’s and early 2000’s when I first learned about its existence – the canyon was already an extremely popular destination swarming with guided crowds. At first I imagined (and hoped) that it might involve a challenging hike to a distant and hidden location where I could experience the thrill of wandering its twisting channels in solitude. I had never laid eyes on a more picturesque canyon and it absolutely captivated me. Like most photographers I had wanted to visit Antelope Canyon (lower) since I first saw a picture of its perfectly sculpted sandstone walls illuminated by beams of creeping light.
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