CRATERS OF THE MOON.

 CRATERS OF THE MOON, IDAHO.

Sweat dripped from my brow down to the corner crease of my lips. 

I was hungry as hell, 

so I didn't mind the taste of salt between my teeth. 

I could tell you 

the science behind the park...

but, after dancing and dying for film on beds of lava, 

Im a strong believer of the Serpent Legend told by the 
Shoshone-Bannock tribes who inhabited Earth's personal Moon. 

 -As the legend goes-

"A beast of a serpent lived in a channel where the Snake River is today. One summer the Serpent left it's home & travelled far to the base of the largest Mountain in a land near Carey, Idaho. The serpent wrapped its long, tough body around the mountain and just as he was about to sun himself wild storms passed over the sky, striking flashes of light to the horizon where the serpent lay. 

Anger overcame the beast as he tightened his coils as tight as he could around the mountain, causing the rock to crumble around him. Still in a fit rage he continued to tighten himself, the intense pressure caused the rock to melt into lava, and fire bursting out of the cracks to follow. Slow in movement, the serpent melted away to the rock.

The legend says you can see the snakes bones around the ashes and stone of where the Mountain used to be"  

Patches of Buckwheat decorated the black ash & bed of rock, 

doubling as delicate headstones for the life beneath before a serpents rage.