Gift from a knapper

Rocks, rocks, and more rocks

I tend to haul rocks around in my old 5th wheel. A heavy load for sure. I also collect beads and books, not light in weight either. Yet rocks are great gifts, to the right people.

I gave John some obsidian gathered from the Glass Buttes area of Oregon. John is a knapper, and that doesn’t mean he sleeps a lot. That means he chips flakes off a hard rock to create arrowheads, knife blades or fetishes. He gave me three beautiful arrowheads which I’ll add to my collection.

John sells some of his work at the Kaibab Lodge, which unfortunately will be closing Nov 2nd. But it reopens mid-May when Hwy 67 into the Grand Canyon opens.

Carson & my old RV which I call home at the canyon.