Chapter 45: Bisque Caves
The next morning, I learned that Colby loved to make breakfast: buttered toast, cinnamon-flavored waffles, and scrambled eggs. He even poured orange juice for the three of us. We sat around the circular table in the kitchen and talked about going for a long walk along the lake,
Dugan said, “We can look for arrowheads left behind by the Minnowtah.”
Colby added, “I can add them to my collection. I have eight in all. Two are in nice condition, or so my dad tells me.”
Dugan looked at me and winked. “He keeps them in a glass case. They’re something to see.”
“I’m sure they are,” I said.
We talked more about arrowheads and the Minnowtah Indians that once resided in the area.
Following breakfast, we walked to Bisque Caves, strolling through the woods and along the l
