The San Francisco Peaks are the lonely sentinels of the plateau country that stretches in undulating flatness to the edge of the enormous chasm of the Grand Canyon. Here these towering volcanoes stand, Humphreys peak, the high lord Flagstaff, proud Kendrick Peak, and shattered Red Mountain - the eroded core of a similarly grand volcano. Inside Red Mountains stony corpse stand towering sculptures of red rock, a heart that once glowed bright with the fires of the earth, now cold, silent and frosted with snow.
This was only a quick stop on our way between Grand Canyon and Sedona, and the wind was blowing too strong to fly for more than a few minutes. Some day I hope to return and do some exploring here.
