It would appear that I just can’t get enough of giant dead reptiles.
Heather should have been suspicious when she found me with an array of road maps spread across the picnic table. My eye was initially drawn to a town in the Utah Colorado border, Dinosaur, now who wouldn’t want to drive through a town called Dinosaur. Blimey and what do we have in the immediate proximity, The Dinosaur National Monument, kinda explains the origin of the towns name. Quick google search revealed that this was my kinda place. All I had to do next was devise a route from Wyoming that would take me there, and sell said route to H. No mean feat as this was not going to be the optimum route Colorado. I sold the fact that we would get to travel through Northeast Utah, taking in quaint towns, spotting sister wives, and the Wasatch Mountains. Heather studied the map for about 4 seconds, seeing instantly through my cunning rouse, “you want to look at more dinosaurs stuff don’t you?”
The Dino national monument is fantastic, and very different from the Royal Tyrall Museum in Drumheller, which is also awesome. The main attraction is the quarry, as the name implies this is essentially a quarry of Dinosaur bits. The site has been excavated since 1909 and over 400 dinosaur skeletons have been recovered. What is now left is a wall of the quarry, where there is a mish mash of bits, a head, a wing, lots of legs and spines. It was incredible to be able to see the remains in this state, no glass or rope separating the public from the Dino shmorgazboard, touching the bones was actively encouraged.
The quarry does not demand a vast amount of time, so after an hour our so we headed back to the truck via the Fossil Discovery Trail. This was a chance to spot more bits of dinosaur poking out of rocks, I was slightly miffed that Heather spotted more bits than me.
I hear that they recently discovered a lot of dinosaur stuff in the Aticama dessert, so guess that will be my next fix.