On the other hand if you get to Death Valley you may get a peek at a rock making its way across the desert floor. They weigh hundreds of pounds and the theory is that strong winds and surface ice explains how they move, but it would have to be hurricane winds or better to move these rocks. The rocks start side by side, then move at different rates and go off in different directions. A mystery yet to be resolved. If you are in the neighborhood of Death Valley, go and watch a rock or two take a trip across the desert sands.
I've never been to Death Valley although I rode by the road leading into it as I traveled. You know the kind of driver I am talking about . . . the one that points to the sign leading to an excellent attraction and says it twenty miles that way and keeps going. I don't understand why they say they like to travel and see the sights when they wont stop long enough to drive a few extra miles. Now I am a poker. I love to stop and look and see sights I've never seen and only heard about. It took me twenty years to finally see the Grand Canyon, what a treat that was. I finally got to see Mount Rushmore and that was spectacular. There is nothing like actually going to places you have read about and finally get to see the real thing. I'd make a good gypsy, all I need is good walking legs and I'd be off and running, but my octogenarian feet keep me closer to home.
So today, pick up a National Geographic, or tune into one of those new 'pods' you have and see what is out there and make a plan to go and visit when you can. If you come this way we have "The Devils Cauldron" and a few other places to stop, the door is open, the coffee pot is on and sometimes I am actually at home. Knock on the door and find out! Hugs. to all.
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