5 Miles High
My flight home from Tucson left just before sunset Friday night. We headed northwest over the Grand Canyon, and passed over the red rock area of southern Utah just at sunset. As the angle of the sun became more horizontal, the rocks seemed to glow with their own luminescence. I felt like a rube snapping pictures out the window, while my first class cabinmates read or watched movies in their road warrior nonchalance. The view was just gorgeous, and I gaped out the window until it was dark.
On the second picture at the bottom, check out the little volcanic cones.
