A holiday. Like a REAL holiday on an ACTUAL holiday! Wooohooo!
Thanks to the arrival of Vernon’s sister and brother-in-law from California, and Victoria, et al, from Kaycee… we took a real day off (ok, so there WAS some irrigating involved) and revisited a site we must have visited about 28 years ago… Yeah, my grown kids didn’t really remember any of it!
I refer to it in my mind as Dancing Man Cave… because I fell in love with some of its pictographs. So much so, that years ago, I replicated them on my atlatl handle. I mean, really? They HAVE to be dancing, right?
There were tons of pictographs.
I’ll have to make a slideshow or something of them all. I think I took 100 photos!
The biggest pictograph was this bear…
There were elk and big horn sheep and lots of shield figures and dancing men… many weird shapes whose meaning is known to only a few individuals now long gone.
There were quite a few older “graffiti” signatures of people who had visited the cave from 70-over 100 years ago. That was an interesting challenge in itself, seeing how many names we could recall from local history books. Some were written simply in pencil. Now they would call that a crime, but since so much time has passed it was a history lesson.
It was a very cool place… we broke for lunch, then went to the site of a local tragedy from 1911. Details on that tomorrow!