A pile of rocks neatly fit together
Another pile of rocks neatly wedged together in its own
The actual Shiprock
The straight and narrow path that leads to another hill to climb
Sometimes you do see a tree in this desolate land
She's not eating dirt. There are some sprouts of something out there
"Riding down the canyon to watch the sun go down. A picture that no artist ere can paint"
The shadow
July 12, 2013 Friday, Day 31 riding, Day 42 of trip.
Longest daily ride yet, 93 miles. Stopped at convenience stores in Newcomb, Sheep Springs, and Tohatchi. I now have a better respect for convenience stores. They do come in handy.
Didn't get to the motel in Gallup until 11:00 pm. The last few miles into Gallup had street lights and that really helped, because it was darker than midnight up a coat sleeve.
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