[Note: There is no knitting content in this post, so feel free to skip itâ€”but be advised that if you do you’ll be missing out on some of the coolest gigantic roadside art ever.]
Who in her right mind would drive past this sign without pulling over?
The mighty Tyrannosaurus beckons Siren-like and I am helpless, forking over my $7 admission without batting an eye.
(Check out the man-udder on this guy; Damian would be jealous.)
Prehistoric Gardens is just south of Port Orford on Oregon’s coast. While clearly an amateur effort, these dinosaurs have been sculpted with real love, passion even, and a commitment to scientific integrity. Sculptor E.V. Nelson consulted with academics and did research on his own, trying to assure that these dinosaurs are accurate in terms of size and proportions. He provides context with several large signs outlining the evolution of plant life (that made life on land, and hence dinosaurs, possible) and the geologic epochs in which these creatures lived.
We were lucky enough to visit the gardens on a drippy, misty day, so the setting was perfect for an encounter with these megafauna.
We saw Triceratops, both adult…
… and Archelon.
We even escaped with a little dinosaur of our own.
Melissa found this baby Stegosaurus in the gift shop. I have named her Rowena.
If you, too, have been enchanted by this lost world, you may want to check out the following links:
â€¢ A photo collage of the dinosaurs
â€¢ Prehistoric Gardens map
â€¢ A history of Prehistoric Gardens and its (sadly no longer in operation) “sister” Thunderbeast Park
â€¢ A complete set of photos of all the dinosaurs (these photos predate a recent, and more subtle, repainting of the creatures)
[Tomorrow, some knitting. I promise.]