Red Horse Lake Road is the only modern, overland way into our place. The best way to reach us over the centuries has always been by water - specifically by canoe. Those ancient travelers with a good imagination, invented stories to remember their routes through the maze and amazing landmarks. Someone probably fabricated the story about the naming of Red Horse Lake. It is a good story and the lasting image is the outline of the steed standing up to its belly in the deep water of the lake - apparently browsing on the Red Cedars. I will paint this rock some day...
No comments:
Post a Comment