We stopped at our favourite rock shop in Orderville, UT.

These fossils looked so cool and their tiny fins were extremely fragile.

We are in dinosaur country!

Further south, remnants of a forest fire create their own beauty.

The fire cleansed and now new growth starts the cycle again.

Did I mention that I love silhouettes?

At the North Rim Visitor Center, we take the path out to the point.

The point narrows as we near the end. Trees thrive on the rocks.

The Grand Canyon is immense and these photos don’t do it justice.

The gash down in the valley is Bright Angel Canyon. It formed when the earth’s crust fractured. Makes me feel really small. On the far rim, barely visible as a pimple is the mountain at Flagstaff.

We drove along the Vermillion cliffs for a while.

I had to stop at Cliff Dwellers to check out the sights.

There were some crazy cool rock formations.

I walked under the boulders and touched them. Why would they fall now after standing on those pedestals for eons?

This is at Navajo Bridge west of the Glen Canyon Dam at Page, AZ. Emerald water of the Colorado River makes me wonder how anyone could have crossed here before the bridge.

The old bridge on the left has been retired and is only for walking now. The one on the right is for automobiles. Six miles upstream from here was Lee’s Ferry – the only way across the Colorado River between Page, AZ and Las Vegas, NV between 1873-1927.

This is the view upstream from the middle of the walking bridge. We crossed the bridge and continued on our way to Flagstaff.