Moab. 'Tis the season. I drove the circus wagon up from AZ through a dilly of a blizzard that lasted from Flagstaff, through Monument Valley and into Monticello. Moab was refuge, safe haven, and (most importantly) dry.

I hooked up with dear friends and hit the dirt and rock.

We had a nice little local spin off of Slickrock.

The next day, Amasa.

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