On the Road

This was one of those photos where I was like, "Quent, go stand by that!" We were borrowing someone's graffiti.

Quent focusing, really focusing. Actually, I think he was turning the polarizer.

On the Road (again)

Here is Quent's view of the spot we stopped at on top of this cliff.

Pretty amazing!!

Check out those switch backs!

Flowers

This post should have gone after the post below. These are some pictures I took of the flowers along the trail. I didn't realize that cactus' even had flowers. The bottom middle two pictures are of the roses on the cactus. So pretty!

Ancient Ruins

We drove to Natural Bridges National Park and stopped at the visitors center. It was raining when we arrived, so we weren't too interested in seeing the natural bridges in the rain. So we picked out our campsite and then drove to Blanding to get groceries and other things. On our way back from Blanding we stopped at a spot that had a trail down to some ancient ruins.


Here's Quent at the head of the trail.

The ruins. I think it's so neat how they lived on the side of these cliffs. I wonder what it was like to live like that.

It happened again...

Before we left Natural Bridges National Park we stopped at a campround and registered for a site. We put our receipt on the poll and left because it was pouring. We figured we would set up our tent when we got back. Then we drove about 20 or so miles away to Blanding to get groceries. We also stopped at a hardware store to get a tarp and then to the visitor's center. Then we traveled back to the campground. Just as we were getting closer to our site Quent was like, "Oh no! Not again!" And there, at OUR campsite, someone had their RV truck and a tent set up. *scowl* Quent got out, talked to the campers who claimed, "We didn't think anyone was coming to this site because there wasn't a tent, blah, blah, blah..." It all worked out though and they were super super nice people. The campers next to the site weren't using their tent pad, so we set up our tent there and we were able to use the picnic table on OUR site. It makes us laugh knowing that this happened to us twice. (If you are reading this and I haven't posted about Sedona yet...stay tuned)


Here's the cook!

What does one eat while camping? Spaghetti! And...

Green beans! Ha!

After dinner we drove around the park. It was getting dark fast, so we didn't get to see too much. We stood at this overlook and I couldn't see the natural bridge at first. How about you? Can you see it?

Leaving Camp

Our tent, before packing it up. It was a beautiful morning! It rained just a little bit during the night. We were so glad to see sunshine!

We didn't really need the tarp, but we were ready just in case.

Quent laughing. I can't remember the particulars of what was so funny, but I have a few guesses.

A Trail of Two Bridges

There is a 2-mile trail that goes from one natural bridge to another. This was the beginning of our quest.

This picture makes me laugh.

Do you see the bridge?

Ok, I admit, this kinda scared me. I'm definitely not a mountain climber. It was bad enough with a ladder. It wasn't that bad though. Ha!

Bridge #1

Quent, the civil engineer loves bridges...peace to the world!

I never ever want to be here during a flash flood.

We never found out what these were, but we kept on seeing them on the trail. So pretty!

Pueblo

Quent crossed over a stream, up the rock and checked out the native ruins. He tried to come back another way, but he said that it was too scary, so he came back the same way.

This sandstone was really soft and you could break parts off of it easily...not that I tried doing that or anything.

The end of the bridges

I remember when we were walking I kept on wondering when we would see the second natural bridge. It was only a couple of miles of walking, but we kept on stopping to take pictures, play in the water, eat, etc.

Here is that bridge! It was HUGE! Can you spot me?

Do you see Quent? "Don't do it, Quent!"

Newspaper Rock

This was really neat! Back in the day the natives carved into this rock. It's one of those things you have to see in person to get the full effect.

Quent loves taking pictures of me coming out of outhouses. A-hem...