Then we drove on through Crazy Woman Canyon as we made our way into the Big Horn Mountains. According to legend, sometime back in the 1800s Indians raided a small homestead in or near the canyon. The husband was killed, but the woman pretended to be crazy, and her life was spared. The Indians were either frightened by her, or simply didn't want to deal with her.
Before we left the canyon, Tom built this small stone cairn on a perfect little rock shelf.
At the top of the Big Horn mountains (around 10,000 ft. altitude), we came across this beautiful outdoor chapel, called St. Christopher's of the Big Horn.
...and passed a rock climber.
Here's a photo of an old weathered building still standing on the outskirts of Ten Sleep, so named by the Indians because it took ten "sleeps" to travel there.
Today we stayed closer to our campground and took a short hike around the petrified forest. Yes, I know there aren't many trees to be seen in these photos, but there are some magnificent examples of petrified trees. Here is a metasequoia. I'm especially interested in this because Doug and I have a metasequoia growing in our woods in Maryland.
Thank you, Tom, for being our chauffeur and guide these past few days!
Tomorrow Doug and I move on to Grand Teton National Park...