Trails pocketed with natural deposits of marble, limestones, and quartz, also feature mortar holes, knapping sites, and pictographs. This juxtaposition washes away the mythology that untouched and unpopulated virgin lands became the National Parks.
Instead, the entrance gates, trails, boundaries, and modern efficiencies, are reminders that the National Parks are manufactured; their borders are contrived and imply the violence of their creation and continued maintenance.
The longer I ramble in these places, the more I am confronted by the dark history of the settler colonial project and its continued harm on us all.
