The Ancient

This muddy, undramatic early photo taken from on top of the Northern Pacific Headquarters Building was recently posted by the Washington State Historical Society. Here’s why it is amazing. Down there, sinking into the soup of sand and sluice being used to fill in the rail yards is our earliest material connection with the ancients. This 1888 image captures the landfilling around a massive boulder which bears a petroglyph incised by the hand of an artist 12,000 years ago.
No one alive today has looked into the stone carved face of Tacoma’s most storied connection to the ancient “people who came before”. Here’s what Herbert Hunt wrote in 1916…”Prized among the Indians was a great rock, some seven or eight feet in height, which lay on the beach now covered by the Half Moon yards, and which carelessly was covered when the railroad company made the fill there. Its surface bore the figure of a man, not clear in places, to be sure, but distinct enough for the Indians to declare that it was the work of the “Changer”-the mystical almighty who sometime in the far past, had worked among the inanimate, as well as the animate, things, wonderful miracles. Men had been turned into birds and trees and stones. A human being had been converted into Mount Tacoma. The stone on the beach had been a man.”
There is no reason to believe that the petroglyph is not there still, perhaps even protected and preserved by the murky fill moving down the hillside pipes in this photo.



  1. Some believe this deliberate and unapologetic desecration of a long held sacred gathering place for regional native tribes led to the infamous curse laid upon the surrounding area by the last of the natives to leave the Tacoma area. This same curse’s claimed victims include sons and daughters of Tacoma’s founders’ elite families. Also the binding root of all dark spirits within the primordial forrest filled gully that stretches from Half Moon bay to the edges of Tacoma’s plateau.


  2. I am curious to learn about all the boulders in the area.
    This is my hometown, I left here 30+ years ago. I hadn’t noticed them before


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