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Some twenty years ago I traveled frequently into the Sierra del Carmen mountain range in northern Mexico to document the wonderful beauty in those rugged mountains.
On one trip the manager of the 500,000 acre natural area informed me that his men had discovered an ancient burial cave high on the side of a canyon and asked if I wanted to photograph it. That was a given so he led me to the bottom of the high canyon wall and pointed out the tiny cave opening way up high. He could not accompany me as he had just had surgery on his arm after a herd of mules had run over him so I loaded my backpack with camera gear and headed up.
It was an arduous climb and took 45 minutes to finally reach the cave. Walking inside I sat down to allow my eyes to become accustomed to the dim light. Soon I could make out arm, rib and leg bones of skeletons, and then began making out parts of human skulls amid the clutter of boulders and burial mattes strewn about. After about three hours I had found skulls ranging from elderly people to children and grabbed a few shots with my camera. In this photo I am holding about four or so skulls, all missing the lower portion of each.
Soon I replaced all I had found and worked my way back down to the canyon floor and promised myself I would never go up to that cave again, leaving all of those ancient souls to rest in peace.
Wishing all an eventful and productive first week of August!
For some reason the photo won't work.
On one trip the manager of the 500,000 acre natural area informed me that his men had discovered an ancient burial cave high on the side of a canyon and asked if I wanted to photograph it. That was a given so he led me to the bottom of the high canyon wall and pointed out the tiny cave opening way up high. He could not accompany me as he had just had surgery on his arm after a herd of mules had run over him so I loaded my backpack with camera gear and headed up.
It was an arduous climb and took 45 minutes to finally reach the cave. Walking inside I sat down to allow my eyes to become accustomed to the dim light. Soon I could make out arm, rib and leg bones of skeletons, and then began making out parts of human skulls amid the clutter of boulders and burial mattes strewn about. After about three hours I had found skulls ranging from elderly people to children and grabbed a few shots with my camera. In this photo I am holding about four or so skulls, all missing the lower portion of each.
Soon I replaced all I had found and worked my way back down to the canyon floor and promised myself I would never go up to that cave again, leaving all of those ancient souls to rest in peace.
Wishing all an eventful and productive first week of August!
For some reason the photo won't work.
