In those days the man who became Baseball Steve was my photographer on many of those trips.
Here we are, "hard at work", high atop what I referred to as The Dread Mogollon Rim, known to the average person as just the Mogollon Rim, in Northern Arizona.
As you can see by our attire, it can get chilly even in sun-swathed Arizona.
I am standing very close to the edge of the rim, with a vertical drop of a couple of hundred feet straight down just behind me.
SWMBO says I always had to go right to the edge of places like that in my younger days.
False courage, I suspect.