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Photos and narrative of the trip made to Sedona the day after the wedding for Paul S Cilwa and Michael Manion.
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After the trip to Grand Canyon and Sedona, Dorothy Ann and Bob, and Chris, and Donald and Aimee, still had a day before returning home…so we went back to Sedona, which had impressed everyone but Donald and Aimee, who hadn't had a chance to go the first time.

This time, we got there before dark and drove right up to Airport Mesa, site of one of the most powerful vortexes in the area. Everyone felt the energy; no one could deny the spectacular views of Sedona…

Not one to miss a chance for a videotaping, Bob inhaled the fresh, Arizona air while trying to decide what to videotape first…

It did give Donald's mother, Dorothy Ann, a chance to visit with her son.

And, through it all, Chimney Rock just looks on.