Canyons, by definition are lower than the surface of where we normally stand, a very strange definition
but then again who said we weren't a little...you know. The images below are of rocks, boulders, sandstone...nothing
more than nature's 'heavies'-not unusual. The light is natural, the only outside agents were us and the camera.
See if you look at stones the same way again.
Since arriving in the high desert, my squaw has gone native-she wears the bandana regularly
and drinks the fire-water when I'm not looking.
We entered what is more cavern-like than canyon, a slot canyon to be more precise. (We had visited the upper
canyon some four or five years before.) Briefly, we were underground walking within very narrow passages, all built
by nature in rock, sandstone mainly. The canyons are under the control of the great Navajo nation, the tribe that
resides predominantly in the region. We have often mentioned that one of the laws of life is to receive reward only
after applying effort. This is an exception, unfortunately. We would have liked nothing better than to have hiked a
few miles, arriving at the splendid slot canyon.
Having the set the scene, turn up the volume and listen as Brian takes us into 'heaven' with voice and the images,
with sight.
Click arrow as well as icon for a full screen, (below right-hand corner.)
Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey
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