 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Arizona |
|
|
|
The Petrified Forest is a very interesting place, full of petrified logs (unsuprisingly) whose crystalised innerds gleam and glitter in the sunlight. Even the dogs were allowed to see them as the majority of trails in this National Park are tarmacd. Not entirely sure what they thought of them, one thing is certain though, they certainly didn't steal any of the wood. Apparently the wood in the Park is being stolen in such huge quantities, soon there won't be a National Park left. What a shame.
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
The Petrified Forest |
|
|
|
|
|
After leaving the Petrified Forest we made our way towards the Grand Canyon, stopping for the night in a small town called Holbrook. There we spent an entertaining few hours in the local bar, The Winners Circle. Talking to some locals the following day they were suprised that we hadn't witnessed a shooting or a stabbing as these events are weekly occurences there. Instead we spent an enjoyable evening talking to the bar owner and some local Hopi Indians.
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
The Winners Circle Bar |
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
Just south of Flagstaff we ended up taking a side road to Walnut Canyon, an ancient homestead carved into the walls of said Canyon. A very interesting excursion especially as we weren't going to Mesa Verde in Colorado.
|
|
|
|
|
|
Walnut Canyon |
|
|
|
Needless to say, the main reason for being in Arizona was to see the Grand Canyon. That was our next stop. |
|
|
|
 |
|
 |
|