At the petrified forest in the Painted Desert:
Where JC exchanged formalities with a handsome raven (video coming soon)…
At the Indian Art Center in Winslow, Arizona:
And a brief off-road trip into the woods.
The western third of the state was wonderfully hilly, and at the end of the day, we both had a lot more energy. There’s something to be said for being on terrain that you’re used to.
Blogger ate the prior draft of this entry, which is too bad, but I’m not up to reconstructing it. I’m overdue for my Epsom bath… Here in Laughlin, NV, over one state away from where we woke up this morning: