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  • Sonny steered us right and after ten miles of secondary and twelve miles of sand road, we came out on the Hopi reservation just East of the Hopi Cultural Center. We stopped at the cultural center looking for an old friend from 27 years ago and promptly made friends with all the vendors selling kachinas to raise money for an upcoming ceremony. One of the crafters gave my fourteen year old a nice bear claw necklace, "For protection." One of the other Hopi, William, guided us to the home of my old friend Glenn.

    Glenn had seen better days. He made the soda ash from a particular desert plant by burning it and collecting the ashes. This is used to make their traditional blue corn cake. Only a man can make the ash and only a woman can bake the cake. However, Glenn wasn't making enough money to even keep his utilities on. His home had neither water or electricity. Despite his poverty, Glenn had some words of wisdom. He said that we have to turn away from bad things, to not let our minds dwell on evil thoughts. He said that when we do, it acts like a poison in our blood.

    We took William back to the cultural center, gave him some money for his trouble, and bought a couple Kachina from the Hopi craftsmen. Then we drove on to Prophecy Rock. Prophecy Rock is a petroglyph that is said to have predicted the arrival of the Europeans. It shows two lines. One is the Hopi growing corn. The other depicts men with hats and has a disrupted line. I see it as a reminder to try to live life in balance with nature. To dominate nature is to plant the seed of destruction.

    It was getting pretty hot by then so we drove on. It was 108 degrees at Marble Canyon where we crossed the Colorado River that afternoon. It was a bit cooler on the Kaibab Plateau but we continued on through Kanab, Utah to the East entrance of Zion National Park and camped at a private campground.
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