Several wonderful things happened here. First, Valley of Fire itself is a treasure. Second, I spent a couple of days hanging out with Andreas & Ingrid, German octogenarians who have been adventuring all of their lives. I adore them. Third, Mom and Dad arrived for our first excursion. And fourth, KOKOPELLI APPEARED ON THE TOP OF A HIGH PEAK AT SUNSET AND PLAYED THE FLUTE FOR FIVE MINUTES, THEN DISAPPEARED WHEN I TRIED TO TAKE A PHOTO. Yes. Really. Ah-maze-ing.
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- Clouds, rock and creosote
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- Red, white and blue
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- Face in the rock
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- River of rock
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- Evening light
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- Me… and Andreas, being generally hilarious
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- I aspire to be as sexy as Ingrid is when I am in my 80s!
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- Dad and Mom arrive for their first visit!
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- Very kind of this bighorn sheep to make an appearance upon Mom and Dad’s arrival
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- Gorgeous light and rock, and petroglyphs
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- White rock formation
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- Mom and Dad strolling through desert paradise
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- Extraordinary overhang
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- Sacred space
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- River of Mirrors, an art piece in the desert
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- Evening light panorama
