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Tag Archives: Caves
Cave’s Eye View on the Carrizo Plain
The Carrizo Plain National Monument preserves a slice of natural splendor and a refuge for reflection amid the solace and serenity of a land that exists today much as it did thousands of years ago. It offers a glimpse into … Continue reading
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Tagged Bedrock Mortars, Caves, Pictographs, Rock Art, Rocks, San Luis Obispo County
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Bedrock Mortar On Munson Creek, Pine Mountain
I intended to hike up the canyon to Munson Spring, but a rather dense bramble of wild rose eventually forced me to turn around. My thin nylon hiking pants were no match for all the tiny thorns and my legs … Continue reading













