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That's What Friends Are For

On a crisp October morning I perched on the side of Canaan Mountain, south of Zion, in the midst of a small grove of maples. The little trees clung to the shallow dirt on a ledge of Moenave Formation, which comprises the aptly named Vermilion Cliffs.

Rover, Spot and Phydeaux – Man's Best Friends

A Day in Butch Cassidy's Neck of the Woods

Zion Mountain Ranch