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The Underworld of Oregon Caves National Monument
Published by Crater Lake Natural History Association
[Illustration: NATIONAL PARK SERVICE · Department of the Interior]
Produced in cooperation with the National Park Service
Copyright 1963 by Crater Lake Natural History Association Printed in U.S.A.
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Roger J. Contor attended the University of Idaho and Montana State College, concentrating in the fields of zoology, botany, forestry, and big game management. His association with the National Park Service began as a seasonal employee in 1949 in Yellowstone where he served intermittently in various capacities into 1955. Later that year, he joined the permanent staff of the National Park Service as a park ranger, serving in Yellowstone, Rocky Mountain, and Bryce Canyon National Parks.
In 1960, Mr. Contor became management assistant for Oregon Caves National Monument, where he remained until early 1962. He then returned to Rocky Mountain National Park, also as a management assistant. He is a member of The Wildlife Society and Phi Beta Kappa and has authored wildlife articles for _National Parks Magazine_, _Field and Stream_, _Outdoor Life_, _Wyoming Wildlife_ and _Denver Post_.
_ENTRANCE_ _TREE ROOT_ _RIVER STYX BRIDGE_ _WHALE_ _DRY ROOM_ _WIGWAM_ _110 ft. EXIT_ _BANANA ROOM_ _NIAGARA_ _KINGS PALACE_ _GRAND COLUMN_ _CHAPEL_ _RIMSTONE_ _PARADISE LOST_ _GHOST ROOM_ _EXIT TUNNEL_
INTRODUCTION 1 HOW OREGON CAVES WERE FORMED 3 The Raw Material—Rock 3 Underground Erosion 7 Decoration 14 The Cave’s Age 24 Other Cave Features 25 LIFE IN THE CAVES 27 Plant Life 29 THE FUTURE 30 HUMAN HISTORY 30 CONSERVATION AND PRESERVATION 31 GLOSSARY OF CAVE TERMS 34 SUGGESTED READINGS 36 RULES & REGULATIONS 37 ADMINISTRATION 37
Three tired men unsaddled their horses where the mountain stream disappeared into the ground. They had fought their way 15 miles over wild, rugged mountains since leaving Williams Valley at dawn. Yet rest was far from their minds. Hurriedly they stuck tallow candles into lanterns made from tin cans, untied a lariat from a saddle, then walked down the valley. They stopped where the stream, now larger, reappeared from a shadowy crevice under a cliff.
