Monument Valley, Utah
What a night. Goosenecks is windy and cold, oh so cold. My decision to take the brunt of the wind as some heroic act of chivalry led to me feeling a bit chilly in the early hours of the morning. Marion had also braved the cold but had retreated to the safety of the bus by the time I'd awoken. It was bitterly cold in the wind and I was shivering. Holly and I huddled together for warmth, which probably saved me from hypothermia and/or death. Which was nice. Thanks,...