As I traveled toward Arches National Park, thunder cracked and lightning flashed while rain pelted the landscape. It was one of those all or nothing days that typify fine landscape photography. I sat in the truck for hours listening to an audiobook while the storm roared through the afternoon, watching would-be hikers run back to their cars soaked. At last it looked like the storm was letting up, so off I went through a gentle rain. On the way up, lightning and thunder cracked again, and I took cover under a scant juniper in a torrential downpour. At last I made it up to Delicate Arch as the storm was breaking and had this icon of the American west all to myself for 2 hours. The light dropped below the clouds and I was able to make this satisfying image.