I spent a couple of days this week in Grand Junction, Colorado. As I drove around town I noticed there were lots of things with Mesa in there names. I think I know why now. I also had a friend tell me I needed to take pictures of the rocks. I didn’t know what he was talking about, but I think I figured it out. This was the view out of my hotel room looking across the Grand Junction airport. I should probably apologize for the size of these files, but then again that’s the nature of the file.