All trails are named Baldwin in these parts.
There is no escaping the view of Cathedral Rock.
Trailside grasses catch the bold afternoon light.
Ella eyes available exits as Wendy descends into The Dark Slot.
Leaves have mostly fallen from these entangled vines. Those remaining appear to almost float in the air.
It weirdly smells of Australia in here.
Must be close to a vortex.
Alone in the light.
Creekside grasses bask in a small section of light cutting through the trees.
The Ol' Swimmin' Hole - we were on the other side of the creek on Day 21.
The archaeological find of this trip, found in a midden near The Ol' Swimmin' Hole, are these paleolithic items: on the right, a stone horseshoe, made by clearly prescient stone-age people, who couldn't have know what horses are; and on the left, a paleolithic light switch. It is not clear exactly how this switch works. Where are the Black Helicopters?
The Top-Secret DeWalt proving ground. We believe this is the work of their new "green" nuclear-powered cordless drill. Never needs recharging and never stops working. Guaranteed for 10,000 years. Where are the Black Helicopters?
More evidence of debris deposited from recent floodwaters.
This tree has proudly shaped itself into the letter "Y". No one knows "Y".
The golden forest beckons. Never enter the golden forest.
Suddenly, a Blue Helicopter is shadowing us. This is new. Their agenda is unknown, but they seem to be keeping a respectful distance. So far.
Oak Creek remains lush, affording many places to hide from the new Blue Helicopters.
A grinch like charater appears over Sedona - preparing to steal the entire Tlaquepaque Vilage before the Christmas season even gets underway. Sedonaites are not allowed to have fun.
Google Analytics