I had seen this in my Road Atlas and when I asked my nephew Sam about it he was familiar with it but had never been to it. Turn’s out it was on my way to Casper on Friday so I stopped to take a look. Despite the name, this is actually a 320 acre depression in the earth’s surface which Indigenous Americans would drive bison into for slaughter. Remnants of their weapons and animal bones have been found on this site.
I was the only person here when I arrived but there were soon other vehicles with travelers who stopped for a brief look. It is located right next to Highway 20 on the way to Casper. There was a large dirt parking area surrounded by a chained link fence topped with barbed wire. The entire depression area is also surrounded by a fence so evidently the state does not want people wandering down into it. It doesn’t look very forgiving anyway…
When I took a photo to text to Sam I described it as a miniature Bryce Canyon (a National Park in southwest Utah) but after examining my photos on my computer I now say it resembles a mini-Grand Canyon:
The photos above were taken in the morning, on my way east to Casper and were taken using my iPhone camera. I was able to reach up and hold the phone between the strands of barbed wire to get an unobstructed view. While in Casper I stopped in a Walmart and bought a 3-step ladder to enable me to get up even higher and reach up over the barbed wire with my digital camera. This enabled me to get closeup photos using the zoom lens and this brought out the amazing colors on the rock formations. I believe if you click on any of my photos on the blog it will open them full size on your device so you can see them in greater detail.
I stopped here again on the way home in the afternoon so the sun was now in a different position. I used the ladder to take more photos up and over the barbed wire fence with both cameras:
6 thoughts on “Hell’s Half Acre”
Why do I feel like a man with a step ladder leaning over a barb wire fence is ultimately going to be the cause of more blue lights?
More likely I will end up in the ER
THAT’S where I‘ll get my scars… the damn ladder
I was there a few years back. It was such an interesting spot, I didn’t want to leave. It really drew me in. A camera can never capture this strange landscape, but you brought back some fun memories. Thanks
Thanks, Roxanne. That’s why I do what I do… (one reason, anyway)
Roz!! Damn spellcheck. Took me three tries to get THIS comment right!
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