The Petrified Forest

This is one of those places that I’ve imagined my whole life. From the time I was a kid, my dad and I wanted to take a trip up to the Petrified Forest and Painted Desert. We were warned that it wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be, but I didn’t realize how exaggerated that statement was.  Are you ALL in on this?  “Not ALL that it’s cracked up to be”??? You all have been over selling it!  I know we live in the desert, but Arizona actually has the largest ponderosa forest in the country, so you can’t blame me for thinking there may be a tree in this ‘forest’.

I always wondered why the trees seem to be broken in sections. I also thought they were once Ponderosa trees. I was wrong.  These trees actually migrated here from Panama! Weird, deformed, palm tree looking things, floated their way up here… quickly realized their mistake and committed suicide.  Sure, the history of the park states it differently, but that’s my theory. Oddly, thermometers don’t work in this area of the state. The temp gages in the cars said that it was only 107 degrees… but I believe the actual temp was somewhere around 187 degrees. This only made our visit to the “forest” that much more unbearable.

Our first impression was that surely this couldn’t be ‘it’. We saw more trees and petrified rocks in the gift store at the Meteor Crater… and possibly every gas station within a 100 mile radius.

So, here it is… The Petrified Forest…

 

That's it... the whole forest. Now you've seen it.

That’s it… the whole forest. Now you’ve seen it.

One of the 3 trees in the Petrified Forest

One of the 3 trees in the Petrified Forest

Vast nothingness that depressed our Panama trees to the point of suicide

Vast nothingness that depressed our Panama trees to the point of suicide

Petrified Wood in the Park

A close up of the petrified wood

 

 

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