Easter Island, Chile.  Three moai from Tongariki.

Easter Island, Chile.  This was pretty much my setup throughout the island.

Easter Island, Chile.  The rock from which these statues are carved is fairly soft and frail … the moai are literally falling apart piece by piece.  They’re also incredibly weathered as, they are, hundreds of years old.

Easter Island, Chile. The island is known for having more horses than people. I don’t think horses realize how big they are. They’re afraid of everything … except, apparently not, me.

Easter Island, Chile. The Rock Quarry, the volanic source of all the moai on the island.

Easter Island, Chile. Why does sunset lighting make everything look so much more mysterious? The poet Pablo Neruda called these moai, “children of lava and wind / grandsons of ashes and air.”

Complete rainbows don’t seem too frequent. Where are the pots of gold? I took this shot from Easter Island, Chile. The rainbow arches over Motu Nui, the island that was part of the birdman competition many years ago.