
The northern half of the park is actually a swath of colorful land that is part of the Painted Desert. The sand here is extremely strange and colorful, with various minerals contributing to the various colors you see. We'd expected the warmer tones, but certainly did not expect colors like green and yellow. You see them a lot both on the ground and on the hilly cones, which are striped:








The ancestral Puebloans also lived here, and left many rocks with petroglyphs on them:


This is Agate Bridge, a natural petrified wood bridge that has since been reinforced by concrete.

Since the 1800s a lot of visitors and rock collectors have been coming to steal the wood. Now it's a federal offense, but regardless there is only a little left, mostly in the form of these stumps littered all over the place.


Close ups of the wood.


On the way, we passed the Wigwam Motel, a hotel in Holbrook where every room is a wigwam.

















It's also deadly!

These ravens kept hanging out near the viewing points, probably looking for food. They seemed pretty friendly and fearless.

The Grand Canyon is not only appreciated by people; this dog appeared to enjoy the view as well.

We took the Desert View drive from the central entrance on the South Rim to this historic watchtower in the east of the park.

Unfortunately we didn't have time for a mule ride (apparently those take a full day) and it had also started to rain a bit. So we got to our hotel, ate a somewhat mediocre buffet dinner at the Cafe Canyon, and called it for the night. Vegas tomorrow!
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