The nexus that is Flagstaff. Crazy clouds are looming.
The Craft Beer place has already transitioned to winter.
Further down on San Francisco St. the feel is definitively Fall.
Foraging breakfast. At 2pm. No problem.
We've noticed the sneaky installation of mind-control beacons on the top of these old neon sign towers.
Sure, the rates are sensible.
Where did she get that hat?
Russ has just made the first foraging score of the day from Proper. Yeah it looks like Roper - never trust a photograph.
Here we are again.
Further east on 66, the clouds ae still pulsing over the little town of Flagstaff.
Unlike Sedona - the trees on the campus of Northern Arizona U are stripped bare.
This really is a formation marching practise. Clearly they don't practise enough.
Twighlight falls on the campus.
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