The Mertz, Tolsons, Wittenbergs and Wagners headed out today to Goosenecks State Reserve and then to Valley of the Gods hoping that it wouldn't be windy and blowing red sand around there as it was in the campground. To get there, we drove back out thru Monument Valley and Mexican Hat where we got the picture below.
Mexican Hat stone in the town of Medicine Hat.
Here's a picture of
Goosenecks State Reserve looking down at the San Juan River
"Great Goosenecks of the San Juan River—Geologists consider this part of the river to be one of the finest examples of 'entrenched Meanders' anywhere in the world. The meandering pattern originated several million years ago when the river was flowing on a relatively flat plain, much as the present day Mississippi River. The San Juan became entrenched when the entire Colorado Plateau was slowly uplifted. Cutting downward, the river followed its initial pattern and thus created the canyon you now view. The process continues to this day as the San Juan River cuts ever deeper into prehistoric geological formations."
Below are some of the formations that we saw at Valley of the Gods. We couldn't figure out how some of the stone where still on top and hadn't fallen down. Maybe God was holding them there!
Beautiful blue sky again!
Valle's Pizza and Beer--where we met up with Bob and LaVerne Foerster and Neil and Marlene Elkins and we all sat outside and had our lunch of pizza and frozen lemonade. Off the porch, we saw this lizard scurrying around.
In the afternoon, the girls (Judy Wittenberg, Judy Wagner, Betty Mertz and I) went jewelry shopping "again" down at the Navajo Market--just a row of small buildings where the Native Americans sold their jewelry or pottery that they make. We bought several pieces of jewelry and enjoyed dickering for them. When I got back from shopping with the ladies, Chuck and I went up to the Goulding Trading Post where he bought a beautiful silver watch with turquoise stones on it very similar to the one below.
We had planned to have a chili supper, as several of the ladies had made some in their crock pots, BUT the wind and blowing red dirt and no indoor facility made us decide to postpone it until we get to Moab.
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