There are conflicting stories about how the canyon got its name. One says an Indian woman was left to live alone in her tipi and she went crazy. Another is a gruesome story of a settler who saw the capture and scalping of her husband by Indians and she lost her mind.
For centuries this canyon was used as a passageway for Native Americans and was a staging area for war parties during the Plains Indian Wars. Today it is a gorgeous trip through some of the most stunning scenery in the area.
|As we dropped into Crazy Woman Canyon the forest was lush, the canyon walls erupting sandstone spires.
|Lovely Crazy Woman Creek.
|I could sit here for hours.
|Aspen and pine lined the road as the sandstone canyon walls closed in on us.
|Boulders as large as RV's littered the hillside.
|Check out the size of the boulder on the left!
|Mosses and other small plants carpeted the rocks at the water line.
|At one point the entire creek dropped into the hole below Hans and went underground for a tenth of a mile!
|These Common Mullein blooms always make me think of popcorn!
|Near the end of the canyon the walls were red sandstone.
|Exiting the canyon we looked back to a wall of triangular sandstone slabs.
|The mountains immediately give way to rolling, grass covered plains.
|Pronghorn dot the plains all over Wyoming.
|Clouds build over the Bighorn Mountains.
Crazy Woman Canyon is up the V...
|Another typical Wyoming scene...cattle is big business here!
|The mountains, the plains and the big, beautiful skies are quintessential Wyoming.
|Grazing lands are still quite green from all the rain this spring and early summer.
|I love this country!
|Every irrigated field we pass has either pronghorn or deer munching happily.
This time I was thrilled to have a pair of youngsters close enough for a photo.
|I find them sweet as can be...don't know what the ranchers think of them though!