Ice Caves and taxidermy collections

On the road again we pass some interesting signage pointing towards some caves and a museum… well, a museum of sorts… just about the most creepy place I have ever been in to be honest. The building itself was interestingly macabre and remained so right up until the smell of the formaldehyde became quite overwhelming. The collection of rather perplexed looking stuffed animals mixed with various artefacts from around the world was topped off by the dead animals on the floor (not part of the display I might add)… At the point the enormous rat ran passed my sandalled feet I had to step outside. It’s no criticism on the place, the atmosphere was holistic and I know plenty of folk who would find it fascinating, in fact it is a bit like the Pitt Rivers museum in Oxford... but a bit more... real!

We continued into the caves, you are handed a gas lamp and pointed in the direction of some steps that lead to a hole in the ground. Walking from the 90 degree dry desert heat a few feet into ice cold dampness of the caves is breathtaking… literally. The geology of this landscape is laying down some seriously good inspiration for my next set of drawings… so much to see still…

Don't go in there Mr Ostrich you won't like what you see