The road up was intense and desolate
We stopped at the first lookout point, after quite some time of low-speed, hairpin driving
From the lookout point, we stared down into the canyon. I saw what Twain meant. It looked as if someone had spray-painted the Grand Canyon green.
We took the other road back down, which was somewhat vertiginous, giving us interesting views.
At the last, we spotted this fellow on the roadside.
Next up, another sugar mill, a company town, and a discussion of labor relations history.
And as usual, more at the Flickr set.
Photos © 2011, Joseph E. Lake, Jr. and B. Lake.
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