Several years ago, I slowly worked my way up Echo Canyon road, all the while synchronizing my thoughts to the vibrations of history which permeate the canyon. The frantic race with the Central Pacific for maximum miles of construction, that played out in these Utah canyons, is the primal source of  these vibrations. There is no better experience, armed with the familiarity of history, than presence at the actual place of the historic events.

Of course I had to pause my historical reverie at times to accommodate my compulsion to photograph the canyon. Here is a sample of the resulting images.

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