As we drove along Arizona Highway 160, we saw a home made sign that said “Dino Tracks” and turned down the potted and pocked dirt road. Bob was convinced that this must be a ruse. And I have to admit it did look rather sophomoric for something that ought to be so amazing. So, we backed out of this road and carried on a bit further east only to find ourselves at the town of
After our drive through both reservations where we were treated to incredibly beautiful plains and plateaus (and a very sad perspective of amazingly poor folks) we spent an uneventful evening in Holbrook. By 9 AM the next morning we entered the
It was very cool to see the ENORMOUS trees which had been petrified. Having never seen them myself before this time, I didn’t know what to expect. Now I know that these trees are not standing…duh. Rather, they are lying down in spots where they were left after raging waters transported them from lands far, far away. During their rough, watery journey these trees (which were originally hundreds of feet tall and as large as 9 feet in diameter) lost their limbs and now lay in quiet repose. Most of these trees were still very long (60+ feet), except that over time as the ground underneath them settled and the support beneath them gave way, being brittle, they would break into sections from 2 feet to 10 feet long…but still all in their original location vis-à-vis the entire tree. On many of these trees we were able to see the age rings of the trees because each of the rings had absorbed different minerals…very cool.
We didn’t take as long as we could have exploring this National Forest, but we got a really nice exposure to the petrified woods, the petroglyphs and the painted forest. We got some great pictures of the all of it. Hope you enjoy!
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Does this mean you're not on your way home yet?
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