When Shannon’s parents come to visit, we frequently head out on short trips with them. In the past, we’ve gone to Moab and Yellowstone. This October we went to Dinosaur National Monument, which has a somewhat misleading name.
That’s not to say that there isn’t dinosaur stuff, or a monument in the traditional sense, but it is really a national park covering over 200,000 acres between Utah and Colorado.
Outside the dinosaur quarry, a sheltered rock wall packed with thousands of Jurassic
bones (yes, that’s a cast on Gerrit’s arm).
October 17, 2003
Ethan handles a millions-of-years-old
dinosaur bone at the quarry.
October 17, 2003
The Green River, flowing through
the autumn desert.
October 17, 2003
A closer look at the Green River where it had cut through the rock to form a high, smooth cliff.
October 17, 2003
Matching cast and sucker.
October 17, 2003
Me in a box canyon that served as a natural corral for Josie Morris,
who lived in a log cabin here until about 40 years ago.
October 17, 2003
Shannon hanging out with a dino.
October 17, 2003
It took hours by car and foot to get to Harpers Corner, but the views were nice, and no one fell off a cliff.
October 17, 2003
Ethan takes on grandma in a fierce game of Go Fish.
October 18, 2003
We stopped at Deer Creek Reservoir on the way back home, where the
boys very narrowly avoided falling headlong into the mud.
October 18, 2003