It’s six hours from Denver to the Comanche National Grasslands.  Eight or ten or something like that if you drive without purpose.  I stopped counting at dark.  Denver to Trinidad, Trinidad east on dirt county roads for another 100 miles.  Doesn’t seem like much from eye level, but if you take it slow, the flat Colorado plains share smaller secrets, a hidden landscape in negative relief, canyons that slice the land in such a way that they’re almost imperceptible until you’re balanced right at the edge.  It’s the third deer hunt I’ve photographed in the last 12 months, the second one with friends of mine who make this trip every year.  A little bit about the deer, a little more about getting out and slowing down for a week.  Life always waits just up the highway, no need to rush it along.  It’s always there when you get back.

It's six hours from Denver to the Comanche National Grasslands.  Eight or ten or something like that if you drive without purpose.  I stopped counting at dark.  Denver to Trinidad, Trinidad east on dirt county roads for another 100 miles.  Doesn't seem like much from eye level, but if you take it slow, the ...