There was nothing here to worry about, of course. The ridge lines were thick with snow, and against the drifts bristled the dark, spiky outlines of pine trees. Beneath us, the red landscape flashed by, with Darren now launching into a short explanation of the area’s geology, how the forces of water had eroded the ground to expose the different strata, finally bringing to light the iron-rich earth that made Sedona’s landscape so distinctive.
Beside me, Jeff was fiddling with some gadget he had attached to his iPhone. I had no idea what it was, and conversation was mostly impossible, since the only way to communicate was via the microphones attached to our headpieces and anything we said would be heard by the pilot as well. I shot Jeff a quizzical glance, and he shook his head. That could h
