Writing In Stone PP
This was our last stop in Canada for the night. We all stayed in a group campground among the cottonwood trees right next to the Milk River at the Writing-In-Stone Provincial Park.
We all went on the tour of the park that took us to the petroglyphs. Our Blackfoot Indian guide took us to the various spots where there was writing. She would explain the meaning of the writings and also got into a lot of detail of life for the Blackfoot Indian, both past and present.
The petroglyphs are difficult to see thru the camera lenses so I hope you can make them out.
There were also names and dates carved into the rock by the people of this territory who were not Indians. They decided to leave some of the early ones in place as it told of the people who settled here many years ago. There was also a bit of graffiti as well which they would remove.
This is considered to be the last petroglyph that depicted how difficult it was to get to these rocks. It was made in the early 1900’s and shows the trucks the Indians used to travel to this spot..
There are many hoodoos and different types of rock formations throughout the park as you can see.
Here we all are having our Happy Hour right next to the Milk River.
Picture Hike
Then I went with Linda and Carole to get some nice pictures. I saw some really nice flowers.
Plus some neat rock formations.
I brake for snakes
They have a motto at the prairie Provincial Parks that they “Brake For Snakes”. Our Indian guide explained to us that the prairie rattlesnake is becoming extinct. We were on a trail taking a lot of pics of the area when Linda spotted a big bumble bee. I was trying to get a pic of it so I stepped off the trail a few feet. I got this pic.
As I was walking back to the trail I just happened to look down and this guy was napping about a foot from me. I was very lucky I didn’t step on it. It scared the you no what out of me.
Then I got these two pics on the way back.
This was a great day even though we were only spending one night there. Tomorrow we will be crossing the border back to the good ole USA.
Jimbo's Journeys 
Neat photos, Jim. I am very glad you did not awaken the sleeping giant snake. The photos of everything were great, as usual, Mr. High Tech man!
Great pictures… love the flowers 🙂
Snake photo gave me jitters and chills even though it was thousands of miles away from me.
Wow, I am sure enjoying all your wonderful photos. I love rock formations so thanks for sharing the view. Glad you didn’t step on the snake!!
Wow, close call with that snake! So why do they call it the Milk River?
The Milk River was given its name by Captain Meriwether Lewis, while on the Lewis and Clark Expedition, he described the river in his journal in this way:
“the water of this river possesses a peculiar whiteness, being about the colour of a cup of tea with the admixture of a tablespoonfull of milk. from the colour of its water we called it Milk river.”