The thing about deserts is that when it rains water take a long time to soak into the ground, which is like concrete.  So, water has to run somewhere.  All around the desert are dry stream beds called washes.  When wet, they are streams and rivers, when dry, they become trails.  We took a ride with our neighbors here in Quartzsite in their awesome VW Desert Bug, down Tyson Wash and past Quartzsite Mountain.

We saw a hawk searching for his next meal from his high vantage point.

Finally we reached our destination and unhooked our walking sticks.

And we found petroglyphs.

No clue what they were telling us.

Seems that this was the site of a small Indian tribe.

Charlie climbed above the cave and found a coffee can with a little notebook and a pencil.  There were dated entries of previous visitors to this site and he added our names to the list.

We climbed up to the top and had a beautiful view… 

Looked across the wash to another rock hill and decided to see what was there.

We found holes created by early Native Americans for grinding seeds. 

Sitting there, I could imagine what it was like for those first North Americans to do their work and view the open land.

Back to the Bug and get ready to go to our next spot…