The site is a part of the Navajo Nation Parks & Recreational system, so unlike many of the National Parks we visited the America the Beautiful pass was not accepted. Admission wasn’t steep though, just $5 a person. There are only portable toilets and no running water, so you know. Since we got in so early all of the vendors were still setting up their wares, and the food truck wasn’t up and running (I am told they have Indian fry bread).
I walked around and found a really neat handmade bracelet from one of the artisans, their goods range from cheap chotchkies to exquisite artwork, you can be sure to find a unique souvenir here. After shopping I took my time reading every informational plaque, circling the perimeter before I entered the center.
People patiently wait for one another to have their time and take their pictures, but so early on a November morning there weren’t many others around to contend with. Really it’s just an etching on the ground.
Simple as that, but four different states with four different sets of rules and cultures – divided by a simple line on the ground. We took our silly pictures in four places at one time, a must for the memory book.
Just like that we were on our way, driving through that vast countryside. We briefly stopped for a lunch in New Mexico before heading into Arizona, and the next adventure.