Went to a few new places today. One was not really new, I’d been there before about 30 years ago. Long story: buy me a beer and I’ll tell you.

Hog Springs is a small rest area between Lake Powell and Hanksville. Just to the south of the rest area is a very nice Barrier-style pictograph, which is called, for some odd reason, Cleopatra. Cleopatra has another creature next to her. I think it’s a turkey, Tom thought it might be a Basset Hound. Another long-ish story. Buy me a beer and I’ll tell you about it. All I can say is that cast in stone is a fine place for a Basset Hound to be.

In the wash above Hog Springs is a waterfall. Well a falling trickle, anyway. We went up the canyon, fought our way through typical thick growth one finds in a permanently-running desert stream and found the ‘waterfall.’ Actually, I think my bathtub flows more freely than that did. Add to the mix that the light was awful and the place was infested with people and it simply didn’t lend itself to photography. Oh, well, sometimes you eat the photons, sometime the photons eat you.

Here’s Cleopatra:

Cleopatra

Cleopatra

And Here’s Cleopatra with Allie, er the turkey.

Cleopatra and Allie

Cleopatra and Allie

More to follow,

 

Bob