The walls of Patio Azul.
The chapel still has its Dia Decor.
Wendy buys a hat.
It really is autumn.
Whispy grasses catch divided light under a trailside tree.
Whispy grasses are a fun playground for a bit of camera exploration.
The Team approaches the Secret Slickrock.
A tiny puff cloud dares to float near the grand cathedral.
World's largest collection of pick up trucks and RV's all on one ranch.
It really is a giant expanse of slickrock. Operational security to keep it secret is tight. Probably only 120,324 people know about it.
Out on the ledges.
There ain't ever gettin' away from views of Cathedral.
The summit rest stop.
Ella takes great interest in the birds having a drink in that small tank.
Then, the summit snack.
The Black Helicopters arrive to shoo us off, cameras jammers on full.
There are always "weddings" occurring on the Secret Slickrock. It all seems pretty real, except the photographer takes pictures of everybody around except the bride and groom. And the pastor has a suspicious bulge under her armpit. And the bride has biceps bigger than my leg.
OK, the influencer yoga video in the parking lot is a bad idea. They kept on giving us dirty looks as we slammed doors and barked dogs onto their soundtrack.
The vibe is all so peaceful - but never leave the phone alone.
Speeding towards the big election day.
Meanwhile the moon and venus share the sky in peaceful cooperation.
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