Once under the sway of my father’s subscription to “Arizona Highways” I was once most likely to assume that most scenes like this one came out of Arizona. Now I think that it is more likely Utah, but, again, I don’t know. For such an arid lanscape the river is not so small and so a helpful clue for finding Syke’s prospect.

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