A long walk along the canyon wall to some kind of fault, at the west end of Steamship Rock, named by somebody who had been to a city on the water at some time in life. The slight dip of the strata at one of the end of the rock shifting to vertical dip at the other end. Like the prow of a ship. Rising above, the Solarium Deck, the Captain’s Quarters, the row upon row of lower decks, a good half-mile long. The area of vertical layers holds my eye, a huge fault, or maybe a sharp monocline, something. Have to look it up when home.
On the dash of the car, the bones from one or several Prairie Dogs that Loki found when Ethan and he were exploring the dog village in northwest Boulder. After breakfast with Marty and her friends there in Boulder.
Camping. Under the sheer sandstone wall, the night full of wakings for a variety of reasons. Loki with nightmares about flies, ants in his bed, and the pure vibrations of stars through the pick-up cap windows. Milky Way demarcates a black sky.