Three Rivers Petroglyphs and Visit with Doug
November 28, 2006
We pulled out of Alamogordo, NM as the sun was pushing heat through the air of early morning. Our first snow this season was on the highest hilltops in the distance of the Sacramento Mountains. After yesterdays cloud filled sky that dropped rain on the area filling the air with the scent of creosote bush, the s
mell of the desert, today is clear and sunny. Three River Petroglyphs is owned and operated by BLM. They have a few campsites with water and electric for just $5 with your NP pass. We spent several hours walking the trails looking a rock art done by peoples archeologists refer to as the Jornada Mogollon, of a thousand years ago. There are over 21,000. We saw Petroglyphs, rock carvings, of circles, circles with
crosses, tracks, birds, hand prints, big horn sheep, masks, lizards and shapes. These were done by scratching or pecking through the dark patina, rock formed through oxidation when air meets with the minerals of the rocks surface.
Indian Pass at almost 7000 feet was where we crossed over the mountains into Capitan. We traveled through Lincoln National Forest, mostly small pines.
We had lost all of our data in our address book recently when we lost our laptop so we knew our friend, retired Ranger Doug, lived in Capitan but had only a PO. After trying the phone book we went to the post office and got a street address. We debated whether to just show up at his house and decided we didn’t want to miss seeing him so stopped by. Doug was in the process of housework and glad to see us. Hugs, a tour of the new house and chatting.
We had a nice visit then took off towards Roswell. We past the road to Fort Stanton where we first saw dozens of humming birds at feeders placed around the post office. We past Lincoln, a small historical town known for hired guns on both sides of the cattle wars. There were herds of horses, ranches of horses and pastures of horses. Then we arrived in Roswell and began looking for aliens. We made our way to Farley’sIII and played some trivia. Mary and Connie were you playing that night too? VanGo made it on the local board for Showdown and Brain Buster! We ate lots of peanuts; you could just toss the shells on the floor. We felt like a couple of monkeys; Jessie you would have loved it. Waldorf was home for the night. We watched Contact with Jody Foster. Sueann, we love our featherbed these cold nights.
We pulled out of Alamogordo, NM as the sun was pushing heat through the air of early morning. Our first snow this season was on the highest hilltops in the distance of the Sacramento Mountains. After yesterdays cloud filled sky that dropped rain on the area filling the air with the scent of creosote bush, the s
mell of the desert, today is clear and sunny. Three River Petroglyphs is owned and operated by BLM. They have a few campsites with water and electric for just $5 with your NP pass. We spent several hours walking the trails looking a rock art done by peoples archeologists refer to as the Jornada Mogollon, of a thousand years ago. There are over 21,000. We saw Petroglyphs, rock carvings, of circles, circles with
crosses, tracks, birds, hand prints, big horn sheep, masks, lizards and shapes. These were done by scratching or pecking through the dark patina, rock formed through oxidation when air meets with the minerals of the rocks surface.Indian Pass at almost 7000 feet was where we crossed over the mountains into Capitan. We traveled through Lincoln National Forest, mostly small pines.
We had lost all of our data in our address book recently when we lost our laptop so we knew our friend, retired Ranger Doug, lived in Capitan but had only a PO. After trying the phone book we went to the post office and got a street address. We debated whether to just show up at his house and decided we didn’t want to miss seeing him so stopped by. Doug was in the process of housework and glad to see us. Hugs, a tour of the new house and chatting.We had a nice visit then took off towards Roswell. We past the road to Fort Stanton where we first saw dozens of humming birds at feeders placed around the post office. We past Lincoln, a small historical town known for hired guns on both sides of the cattle wars. There were herds of horses, ranches of horses and pastures of horses. Then we arrived in Roswell and began looking for aliens. We made our way to Farley’sIII and played some trivia. Mary and Connie were you playing that night too? VanGo made it on the local board for Showdown and Brain Buster! We ate lots of peanuts; you could just toss the shells on the floor. We felt like a couple of monkeys; Jessie you would have loved it. Waldorf was home for the night. We watched Contact with Jody Foster. Sueann, we love our featherbed these cold nights.
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