Although our RV was moving south, we decided to drop it on our path to Roswell, then swing north with the Honda to visit the Petrified Forest National Park. I was not sure how much Jack would enjoy looking at rocks, but the terrain varied and we were out of the forests for a day. I knew things would get interesting when I saw my first rock shop. Unfortunately, it was Sunday and we were in Mormon country, so the shop and gas stations were closed for the day.
Our first stop after entering the National Park was the Painted Desert and although the sun was high in the sky, we still were treated to a beautiful view.
We visited some Indian ruins and checked out Petroglyphs at the site. A lady there remarked that this one looked like a stork caring a baby. Certainly, this was not something the Indians invented for the arrival of a baby.
Finally arriving at the petrified forest, I behaved myself by not picking up one more wonderful rock to add to my large collection. They were beautiful and it is amazing what nature can do to transform wood to rock.
It was a long day and we were staying in one of the nicest campgrounds, Fool Hollow Lake, that we have come across, so decided to hang out for one more night and relax.
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