We happily hiked down the red dirt path, answering pee mail left for us by other dogs. The soil glittered along the dry river bed. We hopped over smooth stones as the orange rainbow rock formations rose above the trees, our only clue this wasn't Mars.
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getting dirty rules
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At the end of the trail, a short climb offered sweeping views of the canyon while someone played a flute (this is not a joke...we thought we were in
The NeverEnding Story).
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no bouldering for us! |
We hung out with our Grandpa while our moms hopped from rock to boulder.
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best. day. ever. |
Thunder accompanied us on the way back, and we were napping indoors before the torrential rain started. See you next time, Sedona!
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