Here is another shot from my 'Great American Road Trip' last October.
I always assumed that Dead Horse State Park had been romantically named after an Indian Chief or something, you know like Sitting Bull etc., only to learn that it was actually named after a practice carried out by early foreign settlers to this region, who would corral wild horses onto a thin ledge above this canyon, then pick out the few horses that they wanted to keep, but then leave all the others to starve to death, simply because they couldn't be arsed enough to let them escape back into the wild...!
You know what, I think there is a deadly virus that has been growing exponentially on this planet and that one day will completely destroy it and every single living thing on it, and that virus is us.
Dave