You'll Never Find Your Limits Until You've

A Crystalline Moment Shatters, And The World Is A Different Place. Where There Was Confinement, Now There Is Release. Recoiling From My Sudden Liberation, My Left Arm Flings Downcanyon, Opening My Shoulders To The South, And I Fall Back Against The Northern Wall Of The Canyon, My Mind Is Surfing On Euphoria. As I Stare At The Wall Where Not Twelve Hours Ago I Etched “rip Oct 75 Aron Apr 03,” A Voice Shouts In My Head: I Am Free!

I Was Accustomed To Being In Far, Far Riskier Environments. So I Thought Going Into That Canyon Was A Walk In The Park - There Were No Avalanches, It Was A Beautiful Day And I Was Essentially Just Walking.

Judging By My Degradation In The Last 24 Hours, I'll Be Surprised If I Make It To Tuesday.

It Adds Up, But I Deem It All Necessary, Even The Camera Gear. I Enjoy Photographing The Otherworldly Colors And Shapes Presented In The Convoluted Depths Of Slot Canyons And The Prehistoric Artwork Preserved In Their Alcoves.

I Certainly Made Mistakes.