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Leaving the brilliant, windswept wilderness outpost of Flagstaff, I had a good view of the peaks and a few smaller cinder cones to the west.
I touched down in the metropolitan madness of arid Phoenix…
…flew back north over the geological wonderland of Northern Arizona and Utah:
…and touched down again in rainy Seattle. SEA-TAC is a great airport. I love the wall of glass, suspended on cables:
Finally, I landed in Victoria, BC, Canada, and drove several hours to Port Alberni, another wilderness outpost.
After getting a night’s rest and putting in a day’s work, I used the remaining light to visit Stamp falls regional park, where there is a roaring waterfall and a fish ladder.
It’s verdant, smells like healthy soil and fresh air, and moss covers everything, as is characteristic of the northwest.
There was this giant, which squirted out of a crevice in a cliff, made a 90-degree turn and shot towards the sky.2 comments
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