Red sand, scorched and bare trees, green bushes, cacti and pigmy trees. Rough roads, rocks, layers of different colours. Vegetation, once fertile and verdant, now non-existent.
And the Green River, snaking through the floor of the canyon all the way from Wyoming. It looked as if someone had taken a jigsaw and cut beautiful, random shapes into the ground. Words really can’t describe - so sit back, break open a beer and watch the slideshow.
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