Canyonlands is one of those parks where the main actor is actually missing: we only have the artifacts left behind by the inexorable and relentless forces of time, and its agent, erosion.
We marvel at the pillars and posts, the fins and the arches, the fiendishly clever fields of chess pieces in permian red, yet we tend to forget they formed through infinite patience, and nearly infinite passage of epochs, whipping sand as tiny blasts, water in micro floods, and winds in countless breaths and flutters. Very little of what we see was accomplished in the entire cumulative
time man has walked the earth, and many of his ancestors.
Remember that the next time the microwave isn't making your popcorn quickly enough.