There are lots of reasons to go outside, not the least of which is that our lives require us to be busy all the time, swapping thoughts and data in and out of our heads at a blinding pace, never allowing anything to settle in for too long because there simply isn’t much room in our minds anymore.

Not all rock art sites are out in the open. Some are hidden and you have to go out of your way, seek them out. I’m sure I’ve gone right by some petroglyphs or pictographs before, right on the other side of the rock, or past an overhang where you have to look back to see them, and not known.

Today’s site was one of those hard to see sites. I was walking along the top of a ridge while my companion walked in the wash down below. Rocks and careful stepping for me, sandy shoes for him. But I could see the backs of boulders he could see only the front of, and I spotted a carved rock face down below.