Our driving path makes its way around these three "chimneys".
Brian Glass tells us we'll find some fossils in the ejecta block, and sure enough, Addy spotted this one.
The rocks in the area have split from many years of cooling and warming into angular shapes. The only thing holding these pieces together are the surrounding rocks.
Addy finds another fossil in a loose rock. Finally, one that isn't attached to the ejecta block.
I find one too, but this rock is rather large and I leave it behind.
Here is my finger for size reference.
Many of the Arctic flowers have names such as "Arctic Daisy's" or "Arctic Tulips". Of course the Inuit have their own names for them.
This is Saxofrage, the official flower of Nunavut. These red and green patches are what made the circular form in an earlier picture have the greenish/reddish alien look to it.
The asteroid impact, 23 million years ago destroyed the life in the area, but created an environment for new life, such as this saxofrage.
I haven't seen any flowers outside of the crater, but they are scattered about within the crater. This is called Arctic Willow.
"Arctic Daisys"
I found a pink chalk rock!
We agree that this particular land texture is among the strangest in the crater.
This land has hardly been tred upon, and I get the sense that we don't want to walk on it. We stay at the bottom of this hill.
I never expected to see so many bright colors in this crater! This is called Arctic Sorrel. It's edible and full of vitamin C!
All of these close-up flower shots were inspired by my sister, Diana.
It's hard to believe, from this angle, that this is a polar desert.
Alert! 8" Paw print! (just kidding, Mom) Brian tells us it is only a fox.
The water in the streams here is clear and drinkable.
We are looking up towards the Mars Society's Habitat (It is very small in this picture, just to the right of the two patches of snow) from within the rim of the crater. The cracks, filled with larger rocks, in the forefront look very strange.
Breccia!
The Mars Society Habitat on our way home. We stop and ponder what they might be doing in there. We can hear their generator, and someone spotted a MS traverse in the distance earlier, so we know they are still there.