Today, 26 March 2015, three months to the day after Shannon called EMS at seven in the morning to transport me to the hospital with my runaway pneumonia and incipient meningitis, we set off from home at nine in the morning for a visit to Death Valley National Park. From knocking on Death's Door to visiting Death Valley. It's my way of thumbing my nose, I suppose.
We passed the Four Corners National Monument on the way:
That place is funny in that the latest GPS technology allowed the spot where AZ, CO, NM and UT meet to be verified as ACTUALLY some 400 meters off to one side of the fancy mesa top monument shown here.
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