Yesterday, while walking through a forest at some seven-thousand feet in elevation within the Big Belt Mountains, I glanced down and spotted a partial arrowhead made from flint. Over the years, I have found a half-dozen arrowheads or partial arrowheads while wandering about my home state of Montana. I found another one something near ten years ago while walking the prairie near my house.
Such finds always thrill
me. At the same time, a swath of
questions rush through me:
How old? How did the arrowhead find this place? Did the arrowhead bring down a deer? An elk?
What did these mountains look like when the arrow flew? What luck brought me to find the arrowhead in
such a remote setting?
I have posted a picture of the
arrowhead I found.
—Mitchell Hegman
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