After a two hour hike in blistering heat, we arrive at the start of Zebra Canyon. In chest deep, painfully cold water with dead birds, spiders, and other life forms, we began our journey into the canyon with camera gear above our heads. A tight, tough climb where most turned back, I managed to continue on. I was ever so rewarded to say the least. Shimmying myself against and up the canyon walls, I gained a higher perspective of the most beautiful slot canyon I've ever seen.