Yara ma yha who

"Romulus and Remus' hill

Lived at the top of Ouchita Bend

Momma died, they laid her down

And quickly took to squabbling

Oh, but this one's mine

If you take that, then you'll never be my brother...

They got to thumping, and the house quaked

They call the lightening down from God's front gate

And all the neighbors had to move along

For fear they'd all get caught up in the wake

Of the titan gods..."

(Staebler, van Cleave, Mcleod, Parks)

The myth tells that when but babes, the twins Romulus and Remus were sheltered beneath a fig tree, where the sons of the god of war were nursed by a wolf. Some tellings of the story go so far as to suggest that the roots of the fig tree saved the lads as they were carried down the Tiber River. Oceans and continents away from the future city of Rome, the Yara-ma-yha-who, would spring the the branches of a fig tree in which it perched waiting for a victim to pass below. The unfortunate traveler would have just enough blood sucked from his body as to incapacitate him; only later would the yara-ma-yha-who stretch its maw and swallow the hapless human head-first and wide awake.

Fortunately, the figs that grow in the cleft along the Heights Trail are of the more benevolent variety, and though there may on occasion be seen evidence of bear, those fig branches don't hide any demons of the forest. Well, not that i am aware of anyway - i mean, it is pretty dark and obscure in the depths. Who really knows what lurks in there.

nothing dark or obscure about the wash of Cucamonga Canyon

ending, or nearly so, the ride by a relaxing few moments seated in an Adirondack, and contemplating the movement of breeze blown water from the Pellissier fountain