A Lifetime of Adventure

We started the new year in a lovely and unexpected hotel room in Bluff, Arizona - without coffee, without restaurant, without noise. Bluff sits at a fork: one route takes us home through Canyonlands, Arches and Moab; the other takes us to the Grand Canyon through Monument Valley.  We opted for the Grand Canyon and Monument Valley, filled with castles and blobulous red Rocky waves, contrasting with vast mesas and small green piñon and juniper trees.

The extra few hours in the car vanished at first sight of the canyon.

I have seen many pictures of the Canyon: painted, filmed, photographed but the depth, articulation, width and perspective are indescribable. Truly, this is a place that cannot be captured.  So maybe it is fitting that this post is more words than photos.