Bake Oven Knob
DNA and Indiana Jean (trying to duck out of the frame).
Bake Oven Knob is a lot like McAfee back home. That is, until a local shows you the side trail down to the base of the rock upon which I'm standing. Fifteen feet below me, this whole mass is resting on a small rock about the size of my fist - maybe 4 x 6 x 6 inches, and chelated by two protrusions of the rock mass behind me that keeps it from moving. For now. I wasn't as comfortable going back out on that edge once we climbed back up.