Tag Archives: Indians

Datura Bloom

Posted on August 9, 2012 by Jack Elliott

Datura in bloom on the Carrizo Plain, San Luis Obispo County, California. “In their quest for visions and for supernatural power, the Chumash of the Santa Barbara region were one of many tribes throughout North and South America that resorted … Continue reading →

Stumbling Upon Chumash Bedrock Mortars

Posted on July 5, 2012 by Jack Elliott

Chumash bedrock mortar grinding stone in the Santa Barbara County backcountry. There are four different mortars visible in this photo, although hard to see except the deepest one at center frame. “In certain almost supernatural states of the soul, the … Continue reading →

Posted in Santa Barbara County | Tagged Archaeology, Artifacts, backcountry, Bedrock Mortars, Chumash, Hiking, Hiking (2), Indians, Native Americans, Outdoors, Photos, Pics | 10 Comments

Oil Seeps at Carpinteria, California

Posted on June 10, 2012 by Jack Elliott

Oil seep at Carpinteria State Beach. “Cabrillo’s description of the Chumash of the Santa Barbara mainland is the oldest ethnohistoric document concerning California Indians.” —The Natural World of the California Indian, Robert F. Heizer & Albert B. Elsasser, University of … Continue reading →

Posted in Santa Barbara County | Tagged Cabrillo, Carpinteria, Chumash, de Anza, History, Indians, Native Americans, Oil, Petroleum, Photos, Pics, Portola, Tar Pits | 2 Comments

Eating Fire Roasted Yucca

Posted on May 28, 2012 by Jack Elliott

A yucca flower spike in full bloom. “There is a great deal of century plant of the species which the Mexicans call mescali. The mode of using it is as follows: they make a hole in the ground, fill it … Continue reading →

Posted in Santa Barbara | Tagged Backpacking, Camping, Chumash, Foraging, Hiking, History, Indians, Native Americans, Nature, Spanish Explorers, Traditional Knowledge, wildflowers, Yucca | 4 Comments

Of Soldiers and Warriors

Posted on May 17, 2012 by Jack Elliott

Nineteenth century U.S. cavalry. “Indians stay pretty much to the reservations anymore, where they belong. There’s no way of mixing the white race with the red. Too many differences.” Andy knew the differences all too well, for he had lived … Continue reading →