Someone hung his back pack in a tree along the road and forgot to pick it up. It's been there at least since Sunday when we were last in the valley.
Skipping way a head on the hike Gene and I look in the "cave" at some marks scratched into the rock. At first we thought we saw petroglyphs, but then we noticed someone's name carved into the rock.
Gene and I again at the cave. The same one where Jane photographed the "spirit" on Sunday.
