May 29, 2005
Amarillo Camp
Amarillo, Texas

Arrived this afternoon. Was good to have a few days to regroup get caught up on paper work and just relax.
Interestedly , as we drove down Hwy 14 and through Madrid I saw the town anew. Not a place I had lived near for almost 20 years but as if I had just come across it on the journey. Made a note to come back and spend a few days re discovering the town and the folks who live there. Strange how when you live close to a place the magic can fade and you need to leave for awhile to come back and rediscover it. Felt like turning around and heading back to our Santa Fe Camp but we need to be in Amarillo now to get ready for the trip to Poland.
As we set up Camp this afternoon our neighbor came over and during the course of camp talk the familiar question “Where ya headed?” was asked. Warsaw I answered. Warsaw where? Warsaw Poland. Oh never been there myself and he walked back to his rig looking a bit confused.

Frank and me with the last big 4×5 foot print Bed Nebraska.

David Marks stopped by the camp to show us his new work. Outstanding!

Dwight met us for drinks at 2nd street and started playing with my 4×5

After a few more drinks Dwight made this one with our digital camera

May 25, 2005
Santa Fe Skies Camp
Santa Fe, New Mexico

Funny how we keep ending up back in old Santa Fe. Finished up in Colorado another nice bus but not “the” bus and then headed back south. Have now heard of one in Minnesota and will see it upon our return from Poland. The One. Met up with Jesse in Walsenburg Colorado, about ½ way between Albuquerque and Santa Fe. Had lunch in one of the road places he and I had eaten in before and then we continued on the path Jesse heading North as we disappearing into the South. The drive down from Boulder is always beautiful and we got lost in the landscape not thinking about the destination

Santa Fe is greener then I’ve ever seen it before. The skier bluer I think as well. But the underlying feeling of gloom still prevails here for me and I look forward to finishing up our business here and getting on down the road. One of the saving graces about being here is the family that runs the Santa Fe Skies RV Park. Truly kind, gentle, friendly folks. It’s always a pleasure to stay here.

Looking over the journal it has been quite an adventure. Feel the bus issue has gotten in the way of the journey and have to revolutionize the think process behind it might just be simpler to find a bus!. Will be good to have the time in Poland to help me appreciate what we do have and help to remind me of what the journey is about.

Was able to see Frank at Frontier Framers and the big prints all framed and ready to go. They look so good. I really like the size and hope to be able to do a bunch for the show! The size and scale is awesome and I love seeing the little bitty 4×5 inch prints explode into 4×5 feet!

Now off for drinks at 2nd street with Dwight. Wonder what we’ll do tomorrow…

Santa Fe Camp

Me and Jesse in Walsenberg Colorado

Heather reflected in Airstream

Sunset Colorado

Sunset Springer New Mexico

DMK and Frank with Sister Reddie

DMK and Frank with Baby (as you can see the work stands on it’s own)

at home at rest

May 18, 2005 EVENING
Gouldings Campground
Monument Valley, Utah

Left mid day and started down Route 98. A few miles outside of Page we ran into the turn off for The Lower Antelope Canyon and followed it. Short detour on the way to Colarado. Pulled into a small parking lot with your classic Navajo Stick construction hut and went over to talk to the folks. We got told about the “tour” and I felt a bit strange never being one for “tours” but I figured why not it felt good and they said Henry could go although I might have to “help him down some stairs” so we paid our $35.00 and headed out. Our tour guide turned out to be April, a young Navajo Girl, who was a joy to be with. Now the tour is one I can relate to. You are taken to the “entrance to the canyon” a big hole you climb down into (see photo below). Your guide just kind of hangs out and answers questions. April really knew her stuff. As you wonder through the ¼ mile or so of canyon you run into other folks on tours or other guides. It’s all very laid back, friendly and a good time. You are free to go where ever you wish and make photographs. There is no rush to get through the canyon. They are open from 8am to 4pm and unlike most of the Indians I know do not run on Indian time. They are quite serious about the time.
I recommend this highly for photography or just a good time. If you are using the photographs for any commercial use you do need a permit from the Navajo Nation.
Ken’s Tours
PO Box 117
Page Arizona
www.lowerantelope.com
928-660-2844
They are just a few miles east of Page on HWY 98- you’ll see the signs. It is the lower not the upper Canyon you want to see.

Continued on down the road and realized we were close to Monument Valley so another detour brought us to the Mittens just about sundown. It was too late to drive the 17 mile dirt road through the valley so I made a few images from the Visitors Center Parking lot.
I believe they work well. I’ve been on the road a few times so it was a good experience to work from the parking lot along with the may other photographers who were present.
Have not mentioned work as of late but I have been making a few images ever day and think there is a lot of good stuff there. Very happy with the work from The Salton Sea

How you get in and out of Lower Antelope Canyon

HH photographing our guide April

our guide April photographed us

April and Henry as DMK photographs

April

DMK Shooting

Heather and April and Henry

Heather and April

Carrying Henry down the Stairs

Road to Monument Valley

Navajo Land

Navajo Land 1

Photographing Monument Valley

DKM Monument Valley

HH Monument Valley

Henry at Navajo Trading Post

Self portrait Navajo Land

HH HCD Navajo Land

May 16, 2005
Riviera Marina and RV Park
Blythe Arizona

Jumping right ahead… the last few days spent exploring the Salton Sea and then headed North and East. Up through the Sand Hills of California over to The Colorado River. Arrived here yesterday and I’m worried Henry is getting water logged. A few days swimming in the Salton then he jumps head first into the Colorado River.
Spend yesterday and today catching up on processing Polaroid and recovering from Salton Seaism.

Heather at the Sand Hills

Sand Hills

Road through the Sand Hills

Brawley Ca.