Different people have different takes on who built the rock walls in Monument Coulee and when, without carbon dating we may never know.
Sometime during the late 1940s L.D.Lindsley, now a man past middle age, carried his bulky camera past Umatilla in Dry Falls to a place where basalt columns lay strewn about with granite, all mixed up. He paused before a tall basalt pillar, unpacked his gear and took a picture of the rock spire. Later, at... Continue Reading →
Stories from somewhere about one of the first pioneers in the Dry Falls / Deep Lake area, a man by the name of Delany. He lived close to Spring and Meadow Creek, just off the Cariboo Trail. Now a state ran camp sits on what was once part of his ranch. Close by are these... Continue Reading →
Whiskey Rock was located at the northern tip of Blue Lake. At one time in the 1950s after curving around down along the lake the road would come up on a small flat and there was Whiskey Rock. The old Scenic Highway then darted behind the rock away from the lake making a sharp corner... Continue Reading →
My Grandma Jean Willard used to swear the cats, especially Gus, would stop and pose when she took the camera out. These are shot around Willards Resort and Jasper Bay in the mid 1960s
Behind Blue Lake, my Grandparents told me that some excited archaeologists were excavating a cave in the area. I can't say this is that cave but for sure the floor has been dug out. This is a 'popular' hike to place close to Packhorse Rock for the more exploratory types.
Once upon a time, and not so long ago, there was a deep canyon that sat at the bottom of the Grand Coulee. It wasn't far from Seaton's Landing, and the road down to the ferry crept along the steep 400 foot embankment that would spell certain death to any wagon careless enough to wander... Continue Reading →
Sometimes forgotten or buried stories resurface, refusing to die, they carry memories on their backs that become legends. One story that transcends history into the land of legends is told about a bitter winter in Rattlesnake Canyon. Long ago before the white man came to stay in the canyon, it was a winter camp for... Continue Reading →
"Years ago, long before aged Indians, now living, can recall, red skinned warriors lived and fought in the deep ravine of where the Grand Coulee dam now is being built. An interesting piece of sign writing recently was uncovered in Rattlesnake canyon, about two miles north of the Grand Coulee school and photographed by Robert... Continue Reading →