Seminole Canyon State Park is awesome, but it doesn’t get much attention. It’s sort of like that smart girl you almost asked to prom, but were too concerned with image? Now, she’s gorgeous and owns half the internet! Yeah, Seminole Canyon’s that kind of park.
Seminole deserves to share the Texas spotlight with the likes of Caprock Canyon, Guadalupe Mountain, and Big Bend. It is after all home to the largest collection of Native American rock art. In an effort to preserve and protect this collection, canyon access is only allowed by means of a ranger-led tour. Why can’t you freely hike and photograph within the canyon? The short answer is vandalism and theft.

I will never understand the compulsion to vandalize nature. Nothing displays lack of character better than sub-par truck stop restroom “art”. Of course, 4000 years ago the Native Shaman forgot to add a huge, poorly drawn example of the male genitalia to his deeply spiritual image. Now this great burden falls upon you.
Once within the canyon, we began to see what the fuss is about. There are huge walls adorned with symbols, pictographs detailing daily life, and images of animals now extinct,or no longer found in this ecosystem.
Grinding stones and other tool-marks can be found in the flat table like rock formations. It takes very little imagination to see native hunter gathers living and working under these cliffs. 
Their names and culture have been lost to time, their beliefs long forgotten. But thousands of years later, here we are, staring at their paintings. Yes the images are primitive, but they’re also familiar. For all our advances, the core principals of humanity haven’t changed. We love our families, work hard to provide for them, and yet somehow we are also capable of committing horrible acts of violence.

Approaching the Rio Grande, the size and scope of the canyon is awe-inspiring. Looking toward Mexico, rolling mountain range and desert continued past the horizon. It’s a harsh and unforgiving terrain, an environment of extreme temperatures, winds, and drought. Yet, in this harshness there’s beauty.
Our skin stung as it was impacted by sand. The same sand carried upon gale force winds over a millennium. Along with water, it has smoothed and sculpted the canyon walls in some areas, and in others, created odd formations which can only be described as coral like.
That night in the company of bats and other nocturnal creatures, my camera soaked in million- year-old star light. Alone in the darkness, I imagine a Native brave standing on the canyon rim. We are separated by time, language, education, and beliefs, yet somehow very similar.

Staring at countless stars, each a sun orbited by planets and moons, I’m not even a spec within space and time, no more than a grain of sand. How would he perceive the world we’ve built, the borders we’ve defined? I’m often discouraged by the state of our society. Self-centered lives, defined by intolerance, and a lack of empathy. Terrorism, radicalized religions, poverty, pain, a broken system filled with broken people.
Perhaps the greatest fault of selfish, people is assuming their lives are more important than others. And perhaps the greatest fault of kind people is assuming they are too small to make a difference, they are but a grain of sand. But, standing within Seminole Canyon encompassed by high walls I am surrounded by proof that sand can create profound change.


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That must have been a truly wonderful and awe inspiring trip. Such great pictures and I especially like your comparisons to us “modern” people. In truth, for all of our advancement, we are no better off and your descriptions of modern society matches my views to a tee. Great posting.
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Thank you for the kind words. This morning I awoke to the news of police shootings in Dallas. I hope we can learn some measure of truth before we are lost to our failures.
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Beautiful pics and story. Love seeing America thru your eyes.
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Lovely post and wise words. I wholly agree with you. Funny to think you are at the Rio Grande seeing water that passed by me earlier. Such a beautiful and wondrous world we live in. I was glad to see your post…it’s been awhile. Welcome back.
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Thank you. I love your perspective. We are united, the same water, the same soil, air, flora and fauna. Nature is so awesome. I took some time off to get direction. I missed it…
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Interesting read and great photos, Curt
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Your kind words are much appreciated. Hope you are well and adventuring!
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Not quite as adventurous as you, but we are taking Rosie into mainland Europe this summer so watch this space
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Beautiful words and photos as usual Curt. You touched on so many things that have been weighing heavily on me lately….you couldn’t have expressed it better.
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Thanks, I hope one day we can team up on a trip and a few post. Never stop Adventuring.
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You’re very welcome. And I hope for that too! That would be awesome. Never stop adventuring 🙂
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We really wanted to visit here the last time we were in Texas, but it was Christmas Day so no tours and it was pouring. Next time! Great pictures and I loved the text.
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Oh wow, I don’t understand why it does not get much attention, it is so pretty !
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It was absolutely beautiful.
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