Thin sheens of water flow downstream through emerald pools and shadowed bends toward golden light streaming into the tubular lower reaches of the slot canyon known as the "Subway", in Zion National Park, Utah.
It seems like the light casts a certain magic by the time it bounces its way down the walls of every slot canyon, and that is particularly true with the Subway--simply one of the most uniquely beautiful places I have every visited.
Josh Krasner and I hiked into the Subway last week to see this marvel--shaped over the millennia by the waters of North Creek--and the soreness from the hike was nothing compared to the experience of encountering this grand place. I'll let my photo, and the many other images most have seen, provide the more literal description of the Subway, but if I were to try to explain the atmosphere of the place I might say It would well be at home as the setting for an old Jules Verne novel.
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