It’s an older one, from the end of Summer 2011, when I was a wee baby photographer. This is Royal Gorge, some tourist trap near Cañon City, CO. (I looked up the alt number for ñ, pretty impressive, right? I mean if it were Canon City, I would have had to bring a Nikon camera…)
There was a pretty impressive bridge spanning the top of the gorge, but I didn’t find any interesting angles to photograph it. Sadly, the bridge and almost everything else in and around the area was lost in the fires two summers ago, though perhaps it’s just as well in a way because I seem to remember the bridge being a popular spot for suicides. I don’t really know what the state of Royal Gorge is these days, if they’ve rebuilt or not.
I was pretty patient in those days (and much poorer), my output was certainly not what it is now! I sat on that roll of film until the following Spring before finally developing it (only shot one other roll during that time, too). I wish I could say that I chose my shots carefully and that each one is a masterpiece, but really I just got lucky occasionally, and learned a few things.