Molly, her brother, and I just went on a hike along a trail called the Hieroglyphic Trail. It was a gentle ridge walk that ended by a stream in a slot canyon. It is a natural amphitheater with plenty of seating and a calmness about it. One of the mysteries of the petroglyphs is why in a state where Indian petroglyphs are on every other rock, someone should suddenly think they were Egyptian Hieroglyphs. The glyphs, you decide if they were petro, picto, or hiero were chiseled into the rocks all along the sides of the canyon above the stream.
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