Norman G. Wallace
Norman G. Wallace
BY: Robert L. Ziriax

surprise in nature's beauty and handiwork. There are several lodges and campgrounds in Oak Creek Canyon-also a swimming pool.

Then there is the ever fascinating Indian country the great Navajo land that occupies a huge part of Coconino county and stretches through Apache and Navajo counties and into New Mexico. This colorful Nomadic people raise and tend their sheep, weave gorgeous rugs and blankets from the wool, and make fine silver and turquoise jewelry. The Havasupai tribe, living in the depths of a beautiful box canyon near Walnut Canyon, a showplace of prehistoric ruins, has been set aside as a National Monument. Coconino county is rich in treasure sites of archaeological wealth.

the western terminus of the Grand Canyon, although quite small in number, enjoy the privileges of living amid the most colorful setting perhaps of all the tribes. The bluegreen waters of Cataract Creek flow through this sheer red-walled gorge, breaking off in a series of spectacular waterfalls, Havasu, Bridal Veil and Mooney falls, the latter having a sheer drop of 900 feet. The home of the Havasupai is reached via an unpaved road from Grand Canyon Village on the South Rim of the Grand Canyon. The distance is 50 miles, the last 17 from Hilltop, where cars are left, being made by pony trail down into the Canyon's depths. Parts of the Hualpai and Hopi Indian reservations are in Coconino county also but the headquarters and main villages of these Indians are located in other counties.

Between Winslow and Flagstaff, and a short distance south of US Highway 66, is another strange sight, a great pit torn Sunset Crater, a National Monument, is another of the many interesting travel gems in Coconino county. What was once an active volcano is now a scientific and scenic attraction for travelers in Northern Arizona.

It's the happy circumstance of Heaven and Earth in blissful embrace. It's poetry in stone and sunlight, a tender sonnet of clouds and shadow. It's an epic done in majestic color by time and the river, by wind and the weather. It's magnificent Nature at Nature's magnificent best. It's the Grand Canyon of Arizona.

Buffalo in House Rock Valley! This herd was featured in the motion picture "Western Union." Often they browse close enough to U. S. 89 to be seen from the highway.

Falls of the Little Colorado River, although not especially active during the rainy season, is a spectacular sight when rampant.

Then there are the Bottomless Pits, the Earth Cracks, Canyon Diablo, Coal Canyon and Blue Canyon, Padre Canyon, Sycamore Canyon. The Desert View Observation Tower, Elden Pueblo, Elephant Feet Rocks, The Gap, Government Cave are also interesting. In House Rock Valley west of Navajo Bridge is the largest herd of Buffalo roaming unfenced in the United States and here the annual state-supervised buffalo hunt is held. There is the Museum of Northern Arizona near Flagstaff, famed Schnebley Hill out of Sedona near Oak Creek Canyon, a sensation in scenic excitement. Across the line into Utah, and accessible only through Arizona is the glorious Rainbow Bridge National Monument. This great salmon-colored arch, symmetrical as the rainbow, could easily arch the national capitol building with plenty of room to spare.

In the immediate vicinity of Coconino county, in neighboring Arizona counties are many additional attractions the Hopi Villages, Navajo National Monument, a series of great prehistoric cliff dwellings, the Boulder Dam National Recreational Area which includes the world's highest concrete wedge, forming Lake Mead, world's largest artificial lake with a shoreline of over 550 miles. Over the state line into Utah are two famed national parks, Zion and Bryce, and Cedar Breaks National Monument.

Sycamore Canyon, a great wilderness area south of Williams, is one of the wildest and least known areas in the state. Here there is big game for the hunter, and beauty and color galore for every traveler.

Cameron, on the Little Colorado, affords up-to-date accommodations for the traveler and serves as well as a trading post for the Indians. There are similar places at Tuba City, The Gap, Red Lake, and Jacob Lake high spots in the itinerary of the most exacting traveler.

SKETCHES FROM WATER COLORS BY STEPHEN GOLEMBESKI POW-WOW

ICLIMBED to the rim of the shallow valley and turned back upon the lights of the city of Flagstaff. Before me the flame-tipped points of the San Francisco Peaks notched the evening sky. A sea of pine rose and fell in undulating rhythm to the far reaches of the horizon. Below, gigantic shadows lengthened, grew dim, were blotched out as sunset claimed the earth. Now a haze of blue smoke veiled the darkened valley, and across it, startlingly near, gleamed the lights of Indian campfires.All day the Indians had been gathering, converging upon the town, rolling in endless caravan through its quiet streets and into the forest park that lies beyond. Indians in shining Packards, in dust-covered government trucks, in worn and battered "Chevvies." Indians in rickety covered wagons drawn by wiry under-sized horses. Indians on horseback From the reservations that stretch their arid miles North and East from the pine-clad slopes that encircle this little city of the wilderness. There are the Navajo, lithe and tall, with proud faces, and eyes that regard the white man's world with unconcealed

By Janet Moore