If there is anything I like more than rocks, it’s rocks with ancient art on them. I also just love surprises.
Tree Rivers Petroglyph Site was full of surprises. And rocks.
I’ve been to places that say they have petroglyphs. Maybe they do, but they are kind of remote, or not too visually exciting or covered over with more recent “petroglyphs.” (Also known as graffiti.)
This site is run by the Bureau of Land Management. In addition to managing the trails, they have camping and picnic facilities. The campsite I had was first rate. It had electric and water hook ups and it was as level as could be. I just pulled in and set up – no jockeying about was required. And it was a pull-through site! No backing up required. The site even had a table with a shelter, a trash can and a grill. All this for $9 a night, with my America the Beautiful Interagency Pass.
I set up camp. The winds were vigorous, but Lyn, the site host told me that the forecast was better for the next day, so I decided to wait to hike the trail.
This was the home of the Jornada Mogollon, a prehistoric indigenous culture, of which there are no known descendants. They made the petroglyphs over 600 years ago, and, according to the brochure I was given, over 21,000 petroglyphs were found here and were documented by the Archeological Society of New Mexico’s Rock Art Recording School.
The Jornada Mogollon created these pictographs by pecking away the patina on the surface of the rock with another rock.
This rock has a surface broken off; you can see the difference between the patina and the rest of the rock.
There are all sorts of petroglyphs and you can walk right up to them. The website for this place says that the trail is rough and boulder-strewn. You can see that it is.
There are geometric shapes.
There are animals, lizards and birds.
And faces and masks.
Speaking of faces, I met some lovely smiling people at. the top of the trail. We sat in the shade of the shelter and chatted for a bit. Mari and Chris were just up for the day from Las Cruces. They were going to continue a little further, and I was heading back down. When we parted ways, Mari gave me her walking stick!
Now I match the hiker guy on the sign!
It’s easy to believe that there are more than 21,000 petroglyphs here! I wonder if there are more on those other rocks over there?
Incidentally, of all the things I saw on the trail, nothing could compare with what I saw in the parking lot.
Yes, I dropped my keys. I did the trail again, and even called a locksmith. He was on his way when I found them. I texted him and let him know that I was all set. He congratulated me on the find and wished me a good stay.
As exciting as this day was, the next day allowed me to cross something off my bucket list.