This place is unlike any other place I have seen. Frommers ranked Walnut Canyon National Monument as more impressive, but I think this place beats it hands-down, though it too was beautiful to see. This place just has a spirit to it---blowing grasses, and all of these beautifully preserved ruins built right alongside these canyons (technically called "washes") They are baby canyons. I saw a painted lizard who let me take 5 photos of him, and just have never felt this way in a place before. I even liked it more than Mesa Verde. It could also be because there were hardly any other people there either. It was VERY windy---and I am from Kansas, so bring a hat with a tie under the chin. And come in the spring so you can enjoy all of the sites without the heat. The architecture and the locations of the little huts reminded me of Frank Lloyd Wright's, and honestly, there was a part of me that just wished I could've been alive and lived there when people were around here. I was moved to tears standing atop one of these, looking at the eerily white grasses blowing in the wind, seeing the mountain peaks in the distance, and listening to the wind, and the silence. Absolutely stunning.