If I were from outer space, I’d land my UFO somewhere in the redrock country of the American Southwest.  It certainly doesn’t look like anywhere else on this planet.  I’m not a desert person by heart, but every few years I get the itch for the canyons of the Colorado Plateau. It usually happens, not surprisingly, when it’s a wet, rainy spring in Portland.  The slickrock  and wide open landscapes are so fundamentally different of the mossy, green, dense forests of the Pacific Rim that I often wonder if I am an alien.  Of course, it’s a photographer’s heaven, new challenges as well as stunning subjects.  Bring a wide angle lens for the intense rock patterns, a polarizing filter for the blue sky, a tripod that can contort into strange positions, and much, much, more time than you think you’ll need.