Good evening everyone,
After 5 trips to the West, I still never get tired of these incredible landscapes, these fiery rocks, this infinite solitude, this stifling heat, these epic trails like the one to Little Finland shown in this photo.
I’ll say it outright: American West, I love you!!
Fred

Those crêpe-like rock formations are so beautiful—and so unexpected!
The West is magical because so often you find yourself immersed in the world of movies or books you’ve devoured (often as a kid), but this time with the physical experience and all five senses alive:
- At Monument Valley, it’s like stepping back into classic Westerns
- In Canyonlands, you feel like you’re on Mars or another planet, half-expecting a shiny flying saucer to take off or an unfriendly alien to appear...
And you could go on forever with most of the rural and urban landscapes you encounter! That’s why it’s such a rejuvenating experience. Last summer, I was in the western part of the continent—much farther north, in the Canadian Rockies and British Columbia—and there, the Saskatchewan River takes you right back to trapper stories...
Anyway, I’d love to start a new series: one movie, show, or book tied to the mythology of the West = one photo!
And I’ll kick it off below with *Zorro*, the old series that definitely shaped my childhood...
So here’s the scene: Zorro is once again being chased by two villains. He’s riding Tornado through rugged terrain, weaving at full speed between rocks and bushes. He hides just past the bend, climbing onto a large rock... and just as the bad guys pass by, he leaps down, knocking them off their horses. He fights one while Tornado scares the other away...
And this is where it happens:

You can almost picture it, right?