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We're here at sunset.
Around seven hours after leaving Boulder, we arrive in the early afternoon.
The story of this park's name (Dead Horse Point) is a sad one. Cowboys would round wild mustangs onto the narrow canyon ledges beside us. They would then pick some of the horses for themselves and leave the rest to die of thirst.
There was still enough light to visit the neighboring national park.
It's 7 in the morning.
There are over 2,000 arches scattered around the park.
It's almost 8 in the morning. It is supposed to rain and snow today, so we'll need to watch the weather.
The Ancestral Pueblo built these structures between 700 - 2000 years ago, but they were then abandoned for unknown reasons.
The mesa tops were the Ancestral Pueblo's farmland and hunting grounds.
These ancient peoples used, and created, climbing trails to get from the mesa tops to their villages and canyons below.
Cliff Palace was a village for 120 people.
It's starting to snow, so we need to see if we can beat this storm to our next destination.
We made it! The storm dumped snow through the mountain pass as we were driving last night, but we got lucky.
It's 7 in the morning and just below freezing.
19,000 acres of sand, in places as tall as a 75 story building, started forming under half a million years ago.
The original markings may be 1000s of years old, but, more recently, farmers and vandals have done irreparable damage with guns and graffiti.
We arrive an hour before the park opens. There are 10 or 15 abandoned cars in the parking lot with rabbits roaming around the tires. These large, upturned, petrified trees here lead to the park entrance.
It was a two hundred million year process to absorb trees into sediment, turn those trees into stone...
...and then spit those stones back on to the Earth's surface.
It's 2 in the afternoon.
This rather large canyon spans 18 miles wide and 1 mile deep in places.
It's just before noon. There are quite a few people in convertibles, driving around, enjoying the weekend.
Death Valley is currently the hottest place on earth, and the lowest point in North America at 282 feet below sea level (and sinking).
This ghost town is just outside of Death Valley.
8,000 people lived here in 1908. The gold mine failed in 1910, and by 1920 the population had dropped to 14 people.
Our plans today: take it easy driving along the coast.
A large peace sign.
There are several redwood parks right by the coast.
Sadly, our journey has come to an end. I hope you enjoyed yourself! Until next time! :)
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