The drivers picked us up at the hotel, then buzzed along city streets until we turned off into the wilderness:
Within minutes, gorgeous vistas rose up around us:
The drivers were super. They barrelled up and down stuff like this:
You had to hang on tight, but stay loose in the spine to absorb the jolts and bumps and sudden changes of direction. It was a hoot!
We drove the "Broken Arrow" trail to a place called "Chicken Point," where we got out to stretch our legs and goggle at the scenery, below. In the photo, can you see a thin white band of rock that skirts the undulating face of sandstone? Crazy people on bicycles have cycled along this uber-narrow ledge. It couldn't believe it until I saw it on YouTube. Type in "Sedona White Line" for the unreal footage. There's even one with some dogs running around after the cyclists.
Here's my low-tech sketch to help you locate the band. Although it goes along the width of the rock, above, it's easiest to see along this area, below:
Anyhoo, this was crazy enough for most of us:
The other jeep had a couple of teenage girls in it, and it was a blast listening to them screaming:
If you're in Sedona, take a jeep tour out to Chicken Point. It's a heart-pounding experience.
Sometimes, in more ways than one!