“Do you use machines to strip off the bark?”
“Yes.” The Navajo guide grinned behind his dark glasses. “We use an axe.”
We were inside the hogan across the road from Goulding’s Lodge, on the first stop of our tour of Monument Valley. Bessie, the woman who had been doing the weaving demonstration, had just finished tying up Lynn’s hair in the traditional way, and members of the group we were with were asking questions about how the hogans are built. I loved that one, because I get so annoyed when people use the word “technology” as if no such thing existed before the advent of computers.
It is so good to get out of the city and out of the daily routine and rush. Just being back in Monument Valley slowed me down, made me happy, put my hyperactive brain into a different gear. I’m very glad we did the tour this time. I’ve gone into the valley by myself in the past, but the tour takes you to spots that aren’t accessible on your own, so I saw things that were new to me. I was particularly delighted by the petroglyphs near the Sun’s Eye, but all of it was wonderful.
The tour took us up to early afternoon, and after browsing Goulding’s Museum & Trading Post, we took a leisurely drive here to Mesa Verde, arriving in the late afternoon. We sat on the balcony watching the colors shift and change and eventually evolve into the grandest sunset I believe that I’ve ever seen.
Now, as I sit here in the early morning, on the balcony of our room at Far View Lodge, half a dozen deer have just crossed the road below me. They’re foraging in the bushes there by the side of the road, unconcerned by the cars that drive past. The park is starting to wake up now, and the cars are coming by more frequently. We’re taking a relaxed approach to the day. A little later we’ll go out and explore some of the cliff dwellings. The weather is spectacular. I plan to spend the day moving slowly and really looking at everything there is to see.