One of the most unbelievable sights in Utah is Fantasy Canyon. Located way out in the eastern part of the state in the middle of the oil fields, it is eroded mudstone. It is hard to get a concept of the scale of the formations so I am adding another photo that gives an idea of the scale.
An almost perfect day. We hiked the Rock Canyon Trail from the trailhead close to our house in Provo, Utah all the way to the top. We had lovely weather with some scattered rain and warm temperatures. It was an unforgettable experience. My iPhone showed we walked about six miles. I went a little bit further than my wife and made it all the way into the Rock Canyon Campground but she was close behind.
"The Statue of Liberty Enlightening the World" was a gift of friendship from the people of France to the United States and is recognized as a universal symbol of freedom and democracy. The Statue of Liberty was dedicated on October 28, 1886. It was designated as a National Monument in 1924. Employees of the National Park Service have been caring for the colossal copper statue since 1933.
This photo shows a tree covered with Spanish Moss (Tillandsia usneoides) which is really an epiphytic flowering plant.
Spanish moss used to be harvested for stuffing material in automobile seats, furniture, mattresses, and even insulation in homes. Today it is sometimes used for stuffing or packing material, but it is more widely used for floral arrangements and mulch. University of Florida, IFAS Extentsion, Spanish Moss
The things sticking up from the edge of the water are "tree knees." See Wikipedia: Cypress Knee. Trees that develop these "knees" include:
A cypress knee is a distinctive structure forming above the roots of a cypress tree of any of various species of the subfamily Taxodioideae. Their function is unknown, but they are generally seen on trees growing in swamps. Some current hypotheses state that they might help to aerate the tree's roots, create a barrier to catch sediment and reduce erosion, assist in anchoring the tree in the soft and muddy soil, or any combination thereof.
This is a mountain range named after a mine. The mine was the King of Arizona and the acronym became KOFA and that became the name of the mountain range in western Arizona almost on the southwest corner of Arizona. The area is designated as the Kofa National Wildlife Refuge. Here is a short history of the Wildlife Refuge from the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service website.
Major Frederick R. Burnham, a frontiersman turned conservationist, observed that populations of bighorn sheep were sharply declining and appealed to the Boy Scouts to take up the cause. For two years, more than 10,000 boy Scouts and their leaders campaigned to protect bighorn sheep through a “save the bighorns” poster contest, talks, and dramatizations on the radio and at school assemblies. As a result of the campaign, land was set aside for the establishment of Kofa Game Range (as the refuge was originally known) and Cabeza Prieta National Wildlife Refuge.
Kofa Game Range was managed jointly by the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service and the Bureau of Land Management until 1976 when it was awarded to the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service and renamed Kofa National Wildlife Refuge. The refuge's name was derived from an acronym for one of the area’s most notable mines, the King of Arizona gold mine.
Kofa National Wildlife Refuge is part of the National Wildlife Refuge System, a national network of lands and waters managed for the benefit of wildlife and you. The refuge offers excellent opportunities to enjoy wildlife-dependent activities, including wildlife watching and photography, hiking, camping, and limited hunting. With more than 80 percent of Kofa National Wildlife Refuge designated as wilderness in 1990 under the Arizona Desert Wilderness Act, it offers vast lands to explore and appreciate.
When the seasonal rains come to western Utah, the Salt Flats, famous for speed, flood with a few inches of water. You could easily wade across what would seem to be a very large lake. Although it looks like it might rain, after a lifetime of living in the desert, I knew that the chances were very slim that this small storm would move in our direction. When I was young and could drive a car, we used to race across the desert on dirt roads trying to catch these localized showers. If we caught one, we would stop and jump out of the car to dance in the rain. On this day, we did not get to dance in the rain.
