It’s likeness has been sculpted from a plate full of mashed potatoes, and was used as a landing strip for alien aircraft. In folklore, its appearance was created from a giant bear clawing to get its prey. Neither of these are true, of course, but when you see it in person, it’s easy to see how imaginations can go into overdrive. Wyoming’s Devils Tower National Monument is fascinating and unique.
As an ancient underground volcano, it went dormant. Over millions of years, the sediment and earth around it eroded, leaving the remarkable image that we see, today – our first national monument.
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On July 4, 1893 a local rancher named William Rogers (with the help of Willard Ripley) created a 350-foot wooden ladder and climbed to the top of Devils Tower. The ladder was constructed by hammering wooden stakes that had been sharpened to a point, into the long vertical crack – the pegs would then be attached on the other end by wooden strips. Most of that ladder has been destroyed, but some is still visible.
Today, Devils Tower is marked as one of the finest climbing destinations, in America. Hundreds descend upon the tower to conquer its immense hexagonal columns.
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There is one main trail that follows the base of Devils Tower – about a mile and a half of great views, information plaques, and nature. Running this trail was a given but I had to find something else.
Two other trails led off from the main – Red Bed and Southside.
I first hit Red Bed. Paved trail turned narrow, rocky, and bug infested, quickly. I danced through rock and boulder, hopped stepped and kicked through a hillside of grasshoppers, and tried to keep my eyes open for any rattlesnakes that may be along the way. It was challenging.
Curving and descending down the hillside, I came to the Southside Trail. This would lead me further down an across the park road to a prairie. I heard an odd chirping sound. I entered a prairie dog community.
It seemed that there were more prairie dog homes than craters on the moon. Little heads and bodies popping up and scurrying across the field. The curious and busy little rodents could see me coming and the chirping changed to a high-pitched kind of screech. I became the enemy.
It was only about a quarter mile around the community, as I came back out onto the road. I crossed and came to a prairie dog who chanced crossing at the same spot…and lost.
The southside went from following a creek to going uphill – more grasshoppers and rattling sounds. The trail quickly connected back to the Red Bed, which continued its own loop.
Rounding the bend, the countryside went from a prairie to red rock cliffs, hovering over the creek and a lush green meadow – very cool and seemed very out of place.
I ran over red rock and dirt for a short quarter of a mile, and continued on through the back portion of the tower. That’s where I noticed the contrast of the black remnants of tree – casualties of forest fire. New life grew around them. I would soon come out where I began, the Devils Tower parking lot. My last documented run of Trip 2009…
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All good things must come to an end…or do they?
This trip started out in Cedar Rapids and as before, will end there. But it truly will never end.
I may or may not continue with the “America On A Runner’s High” chronicles – time will tell. But what is certain to continue will be the exploring and learning, the running and sharing, the telling and showing – it should never end.
Hopefully, those who followed and read throughout all this craziness, have taken something away positive – to know that would be all the satisfaction that I need.
With that said, thanks to all who read and followed, on a daily basis or otherwise. It’s appreciated, greatly. And I will now take the time to apologize for poor grammar, sentence structure, and taste – it’s just me being me and that’s all it will be… Peace.
Chris
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Charity of the Day: Corridor Recovery
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Song of the Day: “When the Sand Runs Out” by Rascal Flatts
“I want to be runnin’ when the sand runs out…”