Multiplication des Arcs

To better enjoy the scenery I pulled off onto something called Needle Rock Road, which presumably serves the wilderness area along the Colorado River. Unfortunately there was no time explore.

Further up the I-40, the formations continued to impress -- prehistoric rock quarries glistening in the sun, once the site of violent upheavals and still radiating anti-human energy. Really it is theater on a massive scale, but using rocks instead of actors.

Such sentiments seemed to connect with the Le Clezio book I was reading; whether writing about windswept rocks off of Mauritius or the baking deserts of New Mexico, the Nobel laureate seems to wallow in this same feeling of transcendent, mind-bending geologic awe.