I got to the show a little late. The lightning show was already heading south beyond Amador pretty quickly, but I managed to get one down strike before it was gone.
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Here I am in the amphitheater of Jackson Butte, a monolith in the middle of Jackson Hole, Utah (near Moab). On the ridge in the background is the Cliffhanger Section of the Amasa Back Trail. You might have guessed by my posture that I was meditating, but my attempt was in vain. Let me explain...
I was meditating to thank the gods of exploration that I had succeeded in reaching this worthy physical goal. But due to shortcomings based on ignorance and cutting of corners, my effort was doomed from the start. My posture was deficient, my hands didn't know what to do, and my personal belongings were too close to my corporal being. But the most profound mistake was attempting to meditate without the blessing of my spiritual guru, the Bhagwan Hotair Windbag of Antelope.
His Blessed Irrelevance denied me his blessing because I set off on my journey without having first purchased Bhagwan-approved sunglasses in the Bhagwan's Blessed Travel Store, where 99.9% of profits go to the Bhagwan's Blessed Rolls Royce Fund (BBRRF). The glasses are endorsed by opticians all over the world.
I could not afford to spend $1348.71 on Bhagwan-approved sunglasses. So I decided to hit the road without the critical eye wear, hoping that the trip would still go well. Call me a fool. In spite of my good intentions throughout the trip, and the amphitheater's supportive vortex, the effects of my stupidity prevailed. I spent the rest of the day, including the long trek back to my car, apologizing to the gods of exploration for my lack of preparation. It took me 71 months to save enough money to afford Bhagwan Shades.
I lied---big time.
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This impressive butte has two names Chimney Rock and Jackson Butte. It is locally named Chimney Rock because of the chimney like shape. The formal name however is Jackson Butte and it is named after the world famous photographer, William Henry Jackson. Jackson traveled through the Mancos Canyon in 1874 with the U.S. Government Hayden Survey Team. The base elevation of Chimney Rock is 5,452 feet..
The rock was created by erosion from water that filled the area about 65 million years ago. Reference
This image was taken from the Ute Mountain Tribal Park Visitor Centre/Museum which is located directly opposite Jackson Butte twenty miles south of Cortez, eight miles south of the Ute Mountain Casino and just a couple of miles before you cross the Colorado border into New Mexico. The visitors Centre is well worth a visit and they do tours out of there, some going to more isolated parts of South Western Mesa Verde National Park.
I know you are thinking why didn't I get a wire less shot so my apologies for the transmission wires running through the shot. I did not have time nor the inclination to walk the short distance across the road in the heat to get a wire less shot.
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This telephoto view looks northwest from Buck Canyon Overlook in Canyonlands National Park. At center is Jackson Butte, a dark formation with a sloping top. From here to the butte is 17 miles (28 km). Behind Jackson Butte is the light-colored rock of the Moab Rim. (Moab is just behind and below that rock.) Below the butte is a dark, narrow horizontal band---evaporation ponds at Potash. The central axis of this photo crosses the winding Colorado River five times.
Panoramic view from the end of the Mokelumne Hill airstrip. The Butte Canyon of the North Fork of the Mokelumne River is directly in front of us. Jackson Butte extends above the horizon line toward the right of the frame. The town of Jackson is just over the ridge at center, and California's Central Valley is in the far distance. This view is generally northwestward.
(Panorama with contributions from five handheld portrait-orientation frames. The map location is the camera's.)