Following is an unsolicited email from one of our guests...
"I just wanted to let you know that I entered one of my photos (see attached) from my visit to the Horseshoe Bend Slot Canyons into a Photography Challenge about a month ago. Part of the challenge was to also tell a story about it, so I wrote a poem about my experience. I thought you might like to have it.
I had an absolutely awesome time on my visit last October. I can’t stop thinking about it. I believe our guide was Hope. I definitely want to come back one day."
Horseshoe Bend Slot Canyons
by Kim Jackson
Traveling by jeep on a very bumpy road through private Navajo land,
I came to experience the slot canyons.
I'd seen photographs during my research,
but I could not imagine what it would feel like to experience it myself.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the slot canyon,
I couldn't move.
I was awe-struck by the beauty that surrounded me,
and I couldn't explain what I was feeling.
These slot canyons had been formed millions of years ago from the wear of water rushing through the rock,
forming ripples and layers in the delicate sandstone.
I felt the sudden urge to run my hands across the surface of the sandstone,
but I was afraid that I would somehow ruin it.
While exploring the canyon with my camera, our Navajo guide began playing her double flute,
the sound was beautiful, yet haunting, and I was frozen.
I wanted to stay longer and not leave this sacred place,
but one day I will return to enjoy it again.