It wasn't until my 19th National Park that I got to see a glacier. While I had visited other parks that featured glaciers, it wasn't until I visited and hiked up to the Harding icefield did I get to grasp the enormity of a glacier, and the impact such a large moving river of ice could do to a landscape. I got to see crevasses, seracs and see through to the blue ice in between the various folds of the glacier. I would go on to see many more glaciers in Alaska, but the memories of trudging through a steep muddy slope up the rocky sides of the Exit Glacier was my strongest one of the park.
The park certainly has more to offer for all adventure levels, from cruises in the fjords of the Kenai peninsula to epic hikes towards vast icefields. I hope to return back and explore the remote backcountry of this park.
Kenai Fjords National Park
AK USA
A National Park Journey - Zion National Park
Back in 2009, word had spread amongst the hiking community I was part of of the famous Zion Narrows trail, a 16mile hike that follows the channel of the North Fork of the Virgin river as it descends through the layers of red-colored sandstone. This challenging hike wasn't for the faint of heart, as it traverses across multiple waterfalls and cascades, and requires swimming across several deep channels of water. And this experience was precisely what I sought out for my first visit to this tiny gem of a National Park.
But my first hike in this park wasn't the Zion Narrows, but an equally adventurous trail called Angel's landing, memorable for the final half mile section that required scrambling up a narrow fin of sandstone up 800 feet with plenty of exposure to the actual landing. Having never done anything like this before, it felt like I was learning to use my arms and legs for the first time. But the bird's eye views from the top of the landing were worth the effort involved in getting there.
This is my take of the summit vista, a place where one could enjoy a moment of solace before the mobs of social-media driven crowds thronged this dangerous hike for the 'gram'.
Zion National Park
UT USA
A National Park Journey - Glacier National Park
My visit to my most favorite park of the National Park system (so far) started as an off the cuff conversation at a friends barbecue. Pretty soon, I found a trio of folks with whom to head to my 15th park on perhaps its most crowded day of the year. But because it was the early 2009, long before social media had drawn thousands of people to the great outdoors, the vast park never felt crowded.
I remember being awed by the breathtaking mountainscape around me as we drove along perhaps one of the most spectacular park roads in the nation. From above the low treeline rose towering snow-capped peaks that dropped down to graceful glacier-carved canyons draped in a lush green meadow filled with summer wildflowers. Every inch and every minute of hiking in this alpine terrain made me feel like I was in the Swiss Alps. And even though glaciers were few are far inbetween, the mark it has left on the landscape will forever enthrall park visitors and photographers alike.
With most of the mountains and valleys facing east, sunrises were always worthwhile to wake up for and shoot. I still remember one particular morning where a quick pre-dawn squall soaked all our gear, but left behind a spectacular landscape in glorious morning light. This is one take of the light on the east face of the continental divide.
Glacier National Park
MT USA
A National Park Journey - Canyonlands National Park
The next door neighbor to Arches, Canyonlands, is a National Park with a completely different geology. While the park does have a couple of solitary arches, Canyonlands is more known for its jaw-dropping terrain, where birds-eye vistas are meant to be laced with superlatives to describe the vast landscape with towering cliffs rising from the depths of the Colorado river exposing the geological history in its strata.
Hence Canyonlands was an obvious next choice to visit after Arches. Moab, which in those days was a sleepy town geared towards the occasional recreation traveler, proved to be an ideal base to explore both these parks (though I would have preferred to camp under the stars of Canyonlands). And compared with Arches, I was more enthralled by the monumental scale of the landscape in Canyonlands, replete with enough hiking trails and wilderness regions to last a lifetime.
Here is one such view of the vast open and yet geologically rich landscape of Canyonlands during a midsummer day.
Canyonlands National Park
UT USA
A National Park Journey - Arches National Park
On my very first visit to the heart of red-rock country, my mind just couldn't fathom the formations I had been seeing: arches of all shapes and sizes hewed out of smooth red sandstone, set in a landscape full of sinuous curved canyons where towering pillars of rock precariously balanced on narrow fins. This was Arches National Park, a place so bizarre that even listening to ranger talks didn't help my brain comprehend the diversity of forms that arose from erosion by water and wind.
I would return to this park multiple times, and even though it covered only a small area, I never felt like I got to experience the entirety of this unique park. I knew that one of the places I wanted to return to was Delicate Arch, pictured above, hewn out of a narrow slab of rock over thousands of years of erosion. Between getting the right weather and avoiding the crowds, it is not easy to shoot this formation while surrounded by the best of the La Salle mountains. This image is my take on this one-of-a-kind arch, and not pictured is a queue of about 50 people waiting to get their portrait taken by the arch.
Arches National Park
UT USA
A National Park Journey - Death Valley National Park
It took me a while to make my way to the Golden State's largest National Park, and that mainly because of how far away the park was, and how the name threw me off. But eventually, I did, and Death Valley was anything but a portrait of death. Instead, I explored towering sand dunes, crawled through narrow sandstone canyons, drove through narrow slots barely the width of a jeep, stood enthralled by the jeweled night sky, gazed from a mountaintop onto the lowest point in the continent and enjoyed the frivolities of an eccentric businessman.
It took me a while to experience these different faces of the park, but I thoroughly enjoyed each and every visit. My most memorable moments were, of course, spent photographing the park at sunrise and sunset. This is one such take from one of the sand dune clusters right as the first light caught the wave-like pattern of the dunes.
Death Valley National Park
CA USA
A National Park Journey - Yellowstone National Park
For all the hype that was Yellowstone, my first visit to this park, that was popularized by the various representations of Old Faithful in cartoons and movies, failed to live up to expectations. While the entire geyser basin with its innumerable hotsprings, geysers and colored thermal pools were otherworldly, it felt repetitive. Except for the Grand Prismatic Spring with its cornucopia of colors, Yellowstone didn't capture my heart the way Grand Teton did on my first visit there.
I really didn't grasp all the intricate machinations of Yellowstone until subsequent visits where I got to ascend mountain peaks that gave an overview of the vast landscape that stretched in all directions, and where I got to observe the intricate relationships between the flora and fauna, and between wolves, grizzlies and vast herds of bison. I realized at that point that Yellowstone offered far more than what met the eye: the complexity of the ecosystem and the unique land was far more than what I could comprehend. I don't think photos can ever do justice to this, but that didn't stop me from trying during those visits. This image was of a summer sunrise in Hayden Valley, with the morning rays catching the rising fog from the warmer waters of the Yellowstone River.
Yellowstone National Park
WY USA
A National Park Journey - Grand Teton National Park
By the time I had visited 9 National Parks, my itch to see more had started to grow. So when the opportunity to visit Yellowstone and Grand Teton had presented in the summer of 2008, I jumped at it. Having heard more about Yellowstone, mainly due to the marketing prowess of Ol Faithful and its representation in the Yogi bear cartoon series, Grand Teton was merely an afterthought. But our path to Yellowstone took us through Grand Teton, and in retrospect, it was the best decision ever as I found Grand Teton to be far more enthralling than Yellowstone.
I still remember waking up early in the canvas tents of Colter Bay village, and walking up to the still shores of Jackson lake where I got to witness the first light of the day strike the jagged yet characteristic peaks of the Teton Range. From here, the prominence of the Teton Range, reflected fully on the lake, was just hard to comprehend; it stretched from horizon to horizon with alternating shades of snow and granite topping the undulating highline of the Tetons. I had to come back.
A few years later, I did, and I hiked along the Teton Crest trail, winding my way up and over mountain passes, along steep ridges and narrow shelves, and through beautiful alpine meadows nestled behind the mighty Grand Teton. It was an unforgettable trip, but permitting challenges make it hard for me to ever repeat such a trip again. This image is of a rainbow that appeared right after a thunderstorm hit a wildflower-laden meadow on the first day of the backpack.
Grand Teton National Park
WY USA
A National Park Journey - Mount Rainier National Park
I still remember my first visit to Rainier early one spring many years ago. I had driven along sinuous mountain roads enthralled by the lush vegetation along the lower approach. I had truly felt that I was in Paradise, which was also my destination for the day. However, as soon as I had breached the forest cover in Longmire, I realized that the trip was not going to be worth it as the the entire peak was hidden away in the clouds.
I had continued driving about 30 minutes up the road, hoping that the sky would open up. Instead, Paradise was just a gloomy rendition of a city park in the midst of winter: slushy snow substituting for the ground, gloomy skies and ground-level fog that nixed visibility and no hope of seeing the mighty Mt Tahoma. I turned around disappointed, vowing to come back again.
And now, living in the Pacific Northwest, I get to spy the mighty Tahoma on every clear day, and I get the opportunity to visit it few times every year as it is almost close enough for a day trip. This image was from one such return visit to capture the first light on Rainier reflected on a lake.
Mount Rainier National Park
WA USA
A National Park Journey - Shenandoah National Park
Shenandoah was my first exposure to the rolling Appalachians, and to my first National Park on the eastern half of the United States. It was a very different experience compared to the parks in the western half. Shenandoah was designed more for the automobile tourist, with beautiful paved parkways that snaked atop ridgelines coupled with generous pullouts for the best views of the blue mountains.
Except for the Appalachian trail, hiking and backpacking seemed to be afterthoughts. And since the Park was established long after the region developed, accommodations consisted of motels and hotels in the various communities that border the park. And in that aspect, it was very similar to its southerly brother - the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
I had tried to time my visit, over a decade ago, to see the fall foliage. However, Mother Nature was a fickle beast, and only very small sections of the park showed any hints of color. Nevertheless, it was a memorable trip to visit such a venerated addition to the National Park System.
Shenandoah National Park
VA USA