Further Flagstaff Adventures

I don't think I've introduced you to my younger granddaughter, the one who lives in Flagstaff. Here she is, as the purple princess, casting a spell...



...flirting


And showing off the new kitten.

On last Saturday, the daughter, granddaughter and I drove around the high country -- as far south as Mormon Lake, where I missed getting a picture of the sign that proclaimed, "Too broke for Sturgis" -- an explanation for the huge number of bikers we saw on the Lake Mary Road.


After lunch, I finally got to see the Museum of Northern Arizona, which I'd passed by many times on the Fort Valley Road -- but never stopped to visit. Note the structural stone -- the same sandstone and basalt colors as in the previous post.


The little one got a good look at the museum's saurian critter, punched a bunch of buttons -- and was carefully kept from entering the portion of the museum store where the fine Indian pottery is sold.


Climbing a flag pole platform was just as exciting for her, while I puzzled over the sculpt in the background, across the Rio de Flag ravine.


It appears to be a Spanish conquistador and mount -- as seen through the drizzle, using the zoom of my little point-and-shoot camera. If anybody has any further info about this colorful character, do include it in the comments below.