Red Rock Canyon ~ Part 2

Red Rocks

"Look," I said to Jeanne as we arrived, "I see a troll." The large forests of Sweden are full of these creatures, but I had no idea they also live here in the high desert. 

"Let's take your picture with him," said Jeanne. I agreed, but as I approached the creature, I realized it wasn't a troll at all, more of a giant, actually. I used to be six feet tall, I've shrunk a bit, but still you can see how huge this red rock is. 

This is the turban rock. 

I see some openings in the rock wall here. Maybe a cave or two? 

Grey Walls

Hidden Secrets

In the wall above, I see faces of humans, an old bearded man, two men in turbans, something that sort of looks like a Swedish tomte, a gnome, at bottom center. I see two animals  close to the top right, I see a sheep with curved horns, a bighorn, maybe. I see more gnomes, and some chess pieces. 

Weird things here.......

This looks like a wall from Game of Thrones, ready to be defended by tossing (wrong word, perhaps) those large red rocks down on an advancing enemy.

Here I see the face of a lion, some open mouths, and maybe some eye sockets too. I'm sure different people see many different things in these rock formations. I think it's fun to let your imagination run wild sometimes. 

I see a crown on top of the rock in the center. 

Enough of my imagination.

Balancing Acts

I don't think I would sit at that picnic table........

That red rock in the center ~ what a balancing act!

I guess this one took a tumble.

I loved Ginny's comment in my other post from this canyon: She saw nuns walking in formation with their prayer books . Here they are again, behind me.

Red Rock Canyon is only 45 minutes from my house. I've driven past it several times, but this was my first visit to the park. A fun day out with Jeanne, who is always up for more trips. 

A long time ago, I read a book called Blue Highways, about a guy who traveled the back roads of America, marked in blue on those oldfashioned paper maps. Since then, that's what I hoped to do when I retired. Now that's coming true, and, since it's just about the only kind of travel I can still manage, I'm happy and grateful.