Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Pawnee Fork Crossing

It was not to far from here that when I was young we spent many a day fishing...As a young christian, being taught to catch fish for our diet was an essential....Along with the tales and quiet fishing that I remember so well was the story of an Indian. One who's love that could never be, to the daughter of a chief, mainly because her marriage was fixed upon a brave warrior who had won the rights to her...After her marriage he climb the highest cliff and through himself to the floor below, and soon became to be called "Lovers Leap" to this day...

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