Slanting Sunlight in Cave Creek Canyon
Photographed by Gusto! 10-25-08
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This Story begins with Someplace Else and is continued On the Road to Rodeo, it concludes here with,
Cave Creek Canyon and The Ciricahua Mountains
I know we’ve crossed back into Arizona when we pass State Line road. I see yet another red-tail hawk on a utility pole surveying its domain. When we pass through Portal I am looking down at my bird book and so I don’t even notice the tiny town set at the base of Cave Creek Canyon. As we round a corner the rocky cliffs of the canyon rise before us. Gus pulls off the road to take in the view as the sun sends slanting light into the narrow gap. We know we don’t have much time.
A sign points out the way to Paradise. We’ll have to go there sometime, but today we want to see Cave Creek Canyon.
Farther down the road the golden cliffs rise steeper around us. Each bend of the road reveals a new vista.
A merry creek tumbles through the sycamores and alligator junipers that line the creek bank. Here, as if looking through a window, I see the bright colors of autumn that are lacking in the Sonoran desert. 
Even the rocks seem to glow with the golden colors of autumn.
I think about asking Gus to turn around and let us explore New Mexico more in the last hour and a half of daylight, but my curiosity pulls me onward and so we point Birdie west and leave the paved road behind. We start our ascent up the narrow gravel road that will take us 20 miles over the Chiricahua Mountains and drop us down near the Chiricahua National Monument.The steep and winding road ascends through cottonwoods, junipers and pines. A few aspens appear as flaming yellow candles in the thick cover of evergreens that fill the mountain slopes. We start to pass campground after campground filled with tents and trailers and bearded men dressed in camouflage hunkered down around open campfires. A few boys are with them learning the ways of the woods and the ways of the men, a fraternity of hunters in the deep forest night. I see more men than birds on this whole excursion.
Switchback leads to switchback until we finally reach the crest, then suddenly the way slopes ever downward and we hurry to beat the last glimmer of daylight. The road we travel opens out to grassland where I see kestrels now, clinging to the utility wires. Are they hoping for one last meal in the fading light of the evening? Gravel gives way to asphalt as the dirt road becomes Route 181. Soon we reach the junction with 186 which will lead us into Wilcox and back to I-10. A large tree stands tall alongside the road as we turn northwest and I catch the silhouette of a great horned owl as we pass by. His night of hunting has only just begun.Darkness falls swift and black around us. There are no streetlights here, and no moon to light the way. The road rolls over the hills. Not a car is in sight. We are alone on open range. Gus thinks he sees a person trying to flag us down from the side of the road. He slows the car but as our head lights illuminate the body we realize it is the butt end of a cow and the waving hand is simply the swishing of its tail.
It’s dark enough now for stars to emerge in the violet colored sky. The topography has become more rolling with round hills that make me feel like I’m driving through a giant bowl of lumpy oatmeal at night. We pass between two especially round hills and then the land flattens out. Soon we see the lights of Wilcox and the way home, which is west on I-10.
In the dark interior of the car with contentment wrapped around me like a blanket, I think about how today, I saw Someplace Else and it only makes me want more. I don’t know how long it will be before we head east again, but when we do, I intend to go further into the Land of Enchantment and perhaps even further. There are more sights to see, more birds to count, and more places to explore. Besides, I think I saw a sign just over the border that said El Paso was only 190 miles further. Hmmn…I’ve never been to El Paso. Could that be the next “Someplace Else?”
Photographer's Note: All of today's photography is by Gusto! using the Nikon D80 and the 18-70mm lens set in auto. Kathie cropped and enlarged some photos. I also enhanced the colors in the photos of the cliffs using Picture Project to bring out the colors the way I remembered them. Though I did an auto correction, I had to go in and manipulate the colors myself beyond what the program recommended as the reflected light washed the rocky surfaces out too much. Though I did not us a HDR program, please see Troy's post about this subject on Ramblings Around Texas.
