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56.04 Page, Arizona: Rim hike and appreciation of a region that touches us deeply. A salute to the great Navajo nation.

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Before reaching the day's publication, these three shots struck me as standouts. They are taken a week later on a boulder hopping hike.  The second is our interpretation of the concept of 'The Wave', heading to the pit. The third is 'hats off' to Jen as she moves into a precarious position. At times, she surprises me.   'Morning has broken' in Page...anything but. Our first view of Lake Powell which we call part of the river. Rugged country leading up to the 'river'. 'Walkaway, please go', sang Matt Monroe. 'Dare one say that Jen has gone round the bend?' Always impressed with Castle Rock. More impressed with Tower Butte (aka 'Voortrekker Monument'). The Rim Trail gives a feeling at times of living on the edge. A previous blog shows the ferry in the canyon. That's the entry point to Antelope Canyon by water. Returning to the rim. The following two photographs are taken from the ...

55.36 Andorra: Juclar Lake, a hike one fine morning in a rather special country.

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When the hands find that position on the back, it's a sign of resistance and rebellion. Fortunately, it's always a temporary stance. Then she realized it's only a hop-and-skip to the top. This is a sign that he thinks he has to live up to one of his nicknames: 'Twinkle-toes' (see text). Unfortunately, it's a permanent stance. 'How do you beat the freshness of the mornings?' Perhaps, a good deodorant.     Then again, there's always a cold shower. Jen reaches the top, Juclar Lake, and assumes she's earned a break. While she reflects... The ultimate: Taking the gap. Feeling guilty about resting, she changes positions. Let's go home. On the way back, we met a couple and their son. The woman was American while her husband was French. We suppose the son was confused. The point to mention is the Frenchman was a real character and provided a very entertaining twenty minutes. Meetings on the trails are invariably unique...