To cap this great scenery, we were all treated to my mom reading parts of the diary of Lois Whitcomb, an ancestor of ours that once lived in the South West. Because of all this, I almost didn't want the car ride to end.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Nathan - The Trip to Page
After my mom got the perfect turquoise ring in all of Arizona, the scenery got very interesting. Along the road were different colored mounds (mostly red, brown, orange, grayish blue) that were grouped closely together. These mounds looked as if that they were driven on by dirt bikes due to the tire tracks that littered the hills. In the distance, we could see rocky walls that probably would have been a geologist's fantasy. The walls displayed beautiful layers of varying rock types and colors.
To cap this great scenery, we were all treated to my mom reading parts of the diary of Lois Whitcomb, an ancestor of ours that once lived in the South West. Because of all this, I almost didn't want the car ride to end.
To cap this great scenery, we were all treated to my mom reading parts of the diary of Lois Whitcomb, an ancestor of ours that once lived in the South West. Because of all this, I almost didn't want the car ride to end.
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