Last Friday evening I saw storm clouds in the sky. That hasn’t happened in our area for months! I knew it may not be smart to go out running the night before a race, but I couldn’t help myself. I knew the lighting would be perfect for some good pictures.
I ran six miles on one of my favorite trails ever. It’s a little connector path to the Jem trail. The setting sun really lit up Gooseberry Mesa.
I kept stopping along the way as the clouds were shifting and throwing light in different directions. In the last mile I stood on the edge of a rim watching the storm roll in and I knew I was seeing something special.
All too soon the sun went down. I didn't want the run to end. It is difficult to go back to running on roads around houses and neighborhoods when there is scenery like this only a few minutes drive away.