2007/02/07
Pictographs
We started the day with a 6 mile (return) walk to view the Rio Grande. It was a nice flat trail that yielded some great views of Seminole Canyon. The end of the trail was the meeting point of Seminole Canyon with the Rio Grande. In the afternoon we went to the information center where we joined a tour to see the pictographs — paintings on rock walls. The tour headed down into the canyon and walked down the canyon to a cave-like area where the pictographs can be seen on the walls. In the 1920's a man and woman traveled to many locations in the United States where there were pictographs and made drawings of the pictographs. In the 70 years that have passed since the drawings were made the pictographs at Seminole Canyon have faded dramatically — scientists believe this may be due to increased humidity since the dam was built on the Rio Grande down river from Seminole Canyon.
Ed decided that he wanted to see if he could get pictures of the canyon with the light from the setting sun. This meant another walk on the trail to the Rio Grande ---- happily we only did about half of the trail.
An artists interpretation of Indian lore.
The canyon floor.
This slide and the following two are some of the pictographs.
Many of the pictographs are found high above the canyon floor in a protected cave-like area.
A red tailed hawk soaring above the canyon.
Some of the rocks have weathered in a almost lace-like fashion.
Along the "Windmill Trail" we came across what is left of the windmill.
This little camper really wanted to take a dog for a walk so borrowed a couple who happily obliged.
A small herd of sheep were tromping along the river ... they knocked some rocks loose with scared me and the noise Zaph and I made scared them.
The sun striking the water just before sunset.
Mom, what is that bird?
Zaph admiring the setting sun.
Tonights sunset.
Ed decided that he wanted to see if he could get pictures of the canyon with the light from the setting sun. This meant another walk on the trail to the Rio Grande ---- happily we only did about half of the trail.
An artists interpretation of Indian lore.
The canyon floor.
This slide and the following two are some of the pictographs.
Many of the pictographs are found high above the canyon floor in a protected cave-like area.
A red tailed hawk soaring above the canyon.
Some of the rocks have weathered in a almost lace-like fashion.
Along the "Windmill Trail" we came across what is left of the windmill.
This little camper really wanted to take a dog for a walk so borrowed a couple who happily obliged.
A small herd of sheep were tromping along the river ... they knocked some rocks loose with scared me and the noise Zaph and I made scared them.
The sun striking the water just before sunset.
Mom, what is that bird?
Zaph admiring the setting sun.
Tonights sunset.
