I shot this picture as I stopped to catch my breath while scrambling up the side of the canyon after Drew. We were running out of time and I told him he could climb as far as he could go in 5 minutes. He made it to the top with me dragging along behind puffing and panting. This reminded me so much of summer holidays when I was a kid – I expect my father felt exactly the same mix of exhaustion and terror as my brothers and I jumped around on similar rocky slopes!