This is not a state park or museum. It is a large rock with writing that even the Cherokee people think of as ancient. Don’t plan to spend the day. Take a bit of time to contemplate this strange thing and the ancient mountains where it is located.
-- A review on Trip Advisor
And then leave.
The Keetoowah, called the Cherokee, an indigenous people of North America, believed the carvings on the rock (1,548 of them) were created by a being named Tsu'kalu, translated as Judaculla, a slant-eyed giant known as the Master of Game. He was said to have had tremendous mystical powers, freely able to move between the spirit and physical worlds.
I cannot well repeat how there I entered,
So full was I of slumber at the moment
In which I had abandoned the true way.
Dante Alighieri | Inferno, Canto I
As soon as I stepped off that bridge and into the thicket, a feeling of being watched overtook me. My mind immediately conjured up images of fairy children peering at me from hidden places. I sensed their presence all around me, and it seemed like more were joining in, almost as if they were calling for reinforcements to come witness my arrival. Things darted around me as I ventured further into the thicket. It felt like tiny hands were reaching out to touch me with inquisitiveness rather than malice. Their focus seemed to be on my hair.
1/10
We were all in an intrepid mood, many of us capturing light trailing orbs and streaks of light in our photos, the paths of raindrops perhaps, or maybe something else, regardless our collective mood was one of adventure, that is, until we reached the museum, the last stop on the tour. Everyone went inside but very quickly most everyone went back outside.
The monument contains skeletal remains believed to be those of Mayflower settlers buried in the winter of 1620-21 when 52 out of 102 died.
The cemetery, just over is five acres, is located at Burial Hill, and contains more than 2,000 marked graves, dating from 1680 to 1957.
The space grew cold and in my mind, elongated. Dave, the tour guide I stood next to said, "Here he comes." I said, "Here it comes."
Located in the Nantahala National Forest, Jackson County, North Carolina.
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