This post has nothing to do with Transformers, but throwing in a Beast Wars title after last week’s hubbub was too easy to pass up.
My father-in-law LOVES dinosaurs. The man’s home office contains books, statues and toys of all kinds of dinosaurs; some of them older than me. That said, some of the interest rubbed off on his daughter, so Shannon and I found our way to Dinosaur Ridge in Colorado.
The importance of the place (according the museum guide) stems back to the dinosaur books from our childhood. Remember pre-Jurassic Park how dinosaurs were always drawn with their tails dragging behind them? Well, check out this photo I took:
Notice anything missing from the tracks? That’s right: no tail trail. Allegedly, the discovery of these tracks (while making way for a new hyperspace bypass or something) helped drive the point home that dinosaurs, like dogs, don’t drag their tails.
Seeing the tracks was a fun way to kill a couple of hours (and get some exercise in the process). Also, add this to the list of odd signs you won’t run into in Florida:
After the trek up the hill and back, Shannon and I walked around the gift shop and met the aforementioned museum guide. A younger guy, he seemed really REALLY excited about dinosaurs and fossils. Thanks to him, I now know that the state fossil for Florida is the Eupatagus and the state fossil for Colorado was the Stegosaurus. The guide had them all memorized. Snazzy.