Another Country: Encounters with the Red Rock Desert
America's red rock desert is a place unlike any other -- such a marvelous fusion of form and color -- and Another Country is a correspondingly unique song of praise. Pairing fifteen essays with fifteen short stories, acclaimed writer John A. Murray takes you deep into this wonderland, one of the most remarkable regions on Earth. The territory Murray celebrates is a vast triangle in the heart of the Colorado Plateau, a region embracing slickrock canyons, blue mesas, snow-capped peaks and the world's greatest concentration of national parks and monuments.
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Becoming the Desert
Bend in the River
What We Found
A Rumor of Autumn
The Quiet Season
The World Behind the Sun
A Very Long Time Ago
The House at the End of the Road
A Walk in the Desert
The Exact Location of Paradise
The Story of Diego
The Heart of the Matter
The Woman Who Came with the Spring
Points and Lines
What Does It Mean?
Work in Progress
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Page 1 - ... same character as that we have already traversed — open pine forest, with smooth and gently-rolling ground. The distance from the point where we first touched the rim of the amphitheater is about 5 miles. Nothing is seen of the chasm until about a mile from the end we come once more upon the brink. Reaching the extreme verge the packs are cast off, and sitting upon the edge we contemplate the most sublime and awe-inspiring spectacle in the world. The Grand...