A remote slot canyon deep in the Arizona wilderness. I spent a week exploring to get to this spot, and encountered knee-deep mud, quicksand, a flooded slot canyon, and an enraged beaver (more of the story can be found here). The title was inspired by the last few lines of a Housman poem:
\"Ensanguining the skies
How heavily it dies
Into the west away;
Past touch and sight and sound
Not further to be found,
How hopeless under ground
Falls the remorseful day.\"
Oct 05, 2012 at 08:54 AM
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