Pink Sands?

White Sands.

or so they say.

drove all day - in an effort to beat TomTom's prediction of us getting to the park after the Visitor's Center close. and so we flew through the day, passing cars and trucks and the occasional unmarked police vehicle, and made it just in time to get into the park right after the center closed.

but wait!

This center stays open an extra half hour later than all of the other ones we've been to!
.... kinda weird .... but great!

So, with postcards in hand, tears in our eyes, and implements of destruction, we drove off into the sunset for another thanksgiving dinner that couldn't be beat, and found ourselves in the midst of dunage. that's dune-age. white dunes.

But then ... as the sun started to set, and me started leaping off of dune cliffs, the sands turned pink! definitely, noticeably, pink. Even though at some points the sunset was orange, then red, then pink, the sand stayed a lovely soft pink. how odd.

but when you got it back into the car to wipe it out of your eyes and ears (from tumbling down a dune cliff) it turned back white! incredible ...

speaking of back in the car.

that's right.

all nighter here we come!