Crazy Woman Canyon

Yesterday I was at Loring’s blog reading one of his posts and wondering how in the world he manages to analyze complex international affairs like he does and not go nuts doing it. Just glimpsing at the information inside of his brain is enough to drive me screaming and naked into the nearest cave. That thought lead me in some convoluted series of associations to the realization that I hadn’t posted anything about Crazy Woman Canyon yet.

Crazy Woman Canyon isn’t exactly a well known tourist destination, thankfully it’s more low key than that. After descending a long winding dirt road its walls engulf you and there’s a strangely charged (for me) intense spiritual energy, a presence (probably just adrenaline from some irrational fear of mountain lions, but you never know).

There are several stories about how the canyon and creek got their name with the general consensus being that it was named for a woman who took up residence there in the 1800’s after witnessing the killing and scalping of her husband. Out of her mind, she refused to leave and spent the rest of her life in hiding, being cared for at times by sympathetic Crow women.

After surviving an experience like that you can’t really blame Crazy Woman for not wanting to leave the sanctuary of such a deep and still place. But truth be told I’m awed by the Lorings of this world who possess the intellect, strength, and bravery to take on humanity’s failings. Metaphorically I’m pretty much a cave dweller, overwhelmed by the injustices we inflict upon each other. What about you; cave or conquer............fight or flight?
How do you cope???