A luminous wall towers above all who enter Arches through the Moab gate. The sun shapes stories of ancient oceans and falling stars along the billion year old red rock's grandeur. I entered Arches on October 22, 2016. A beautiful sun stroked afternoon turned the canyons of sculptured stone a magnificent orange. A picturesque horizon in every direction blurs the small man-made roads, and family filled vans disappear against the spires and balanced rocks. Man just a guest, a short term visitor in ancient nature.