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It was attack of the bar codes. Gary had striped acres of desert - and unsuspecting wildlife - black and white. There were hills, uphills. There was soft sand and more soft sand and soft sand up hills. When it wasn't, it was rocky underfoot. It went on for miles. (It took us miles to get there too, good job we started earlier!). And I, at least, loved it! The final view was spectacular.
Jude the spy was entertaining but very kind to most of the circle.
The names Johny Bravo, Proclaimer, Scooby Roo were suggested, but it was Pestasaurus that stuck - any idea who that was that had come of (hash) age?
All in all, another Sunday reminder of how beautiful the world can be when the people, the weather and the location are so good.
On On.