Slot Canyon II
With no sound from our own footsteps we wander entranced through the twist and turns of the carved walls, the entrance long behind us and no end in sight. In a dream state, life on mars like we follow the sandy path, surrounded by textured works of weathered art.
What's ahead, around the next inviting bend, further into the depths of natures maze. Entranced, compelled to see we wander through the golden light to see what lies ahead.