Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Pterrific Pterodactyls in Kenptucky!

 Pterosaur World would be more accurate.

Recently, the Tumbleweeds went back in time a few million years, to stroll among prehistoric creatures in the Kentucky forest.

I took a least 2.7 times eleventy pictures, so I'm going to break up this exciting visit and today's post is only going to concentrate on Pterodactyls. Because I love them.




Here at Confessions of a Tumbleweed, I like to be facty when I can, so I have to start with this:

I know that I am using the term Pterodactyl incorrectly. Pterodactyls are a subset of the order that is pterosaur. But I like the word Pterodactyl. And not only that, I capitalize it on purpose even though it shouldn't be while at the same time I refuse to capitalize internet.  

I'm such a rebel.



I fell in love with Pterodactyls from the first moment I saw them as a kid on that Sid and Marty Krofft documentary tv show from the '70s, Land of the Lost.


Also I can make the most annoying terrifying Pterodactyl sound ever. I would love to post the sound here, but I'm afraid it would diminish the it somehow. You know, how the early Native Americans thought that having their photo taken would steal their souls? Like that.


We have passed Dinosaur World in Cave City, KY several times; it's right off of I-65 in the south west part of the state. In fact, in the last month it seems as if we were on that stretch of road 47∛ times.


Sometimes it happens that way. We get stuck in a worm-hole of sameness: pick up a load at point A. Deliver to point B. Then deliver from point B and go back to point A. Then again.

It was inevitable, after seeing the billboards so often, that we made the time to visit Dinosaur World. And I'm glad we did.


I *really* like Pterodactyls.




I ordered this cake the last year when we were home about a month after Himself's birthday.

The bakery in our town has the best birthday cakes ever--the frosting hurts your teeth it's so good--and the elderly baker wrote down my order with such aplomb, that you would think the tiny Wyoming bakery got orders for Pterodactyl cakes all the time.

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  1. That's funny, my 4 year is big into dinosaurs and most of his books refer to them as Pterodactyls but he recently got a couple of new books that referred to them as Pterosaurs. And I was like "Come on which is it?". And now I know.

    They should have just named them Birdasaurs and saved us all a lot of trouble.

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    1. I think the Science People just like to show off their mad brain skills.
      Pterodactyls forever!

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  2. My husband attempts periodically to correct me when I say Pterodactyl (which is capitalized even when I'm saying it aloud), but I keep doing it because I love it. I'm so glad to know that there's a like-minded soul out there. I'm also glad to hear you're preserving the sound of the Pterodactyl call; so much of their rich culture has been lost through the years.

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    1. Yes! I probably should be teaching the Pterodactyl call to the younger generation. Maybe *that* is my calling, so to speak. I wonder how much money is in it?

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  3. Does a Pterodactyl sound like a crow? Because maybe all these years my youngest is trying to make Pterodactyl sounds and I just thought it was a crow sound as I was hollering "enough already". I mean I'm pretty sure we watched every single one of the "Land Before Time" movies a gagillion times. It's also good to know that internet is supposed to be capitalized. Now I know why there's always a red squiggly line under it.

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    1. The Pterodactyl call is kind of like a super crow crossed with a cougar and Godzilla.

      In fact, sometimes when I'm in a group of short people, I make the call and pretend I'm Godzilla rampaging through Tokyo. It really helps break the ice.

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  4. I cannot believe that they got that cake right! That is a miracle right there!

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    1. I did have to spell it for him, but he didn't make me feel like a freak. And therein lies the miracle!

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  5. That place looks magical. And now I want cake.

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    1. It was! Some of the dinosaurs were a little hokey, but most were really well done and they were spread out among the trees and all that green Kentucky vegetation.

      And it was rainy and cold so we had the whole place to ourselves. No busloads of kids=magical.

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  6. I love dinosaurs even though the Pterodactyls aren't dinosaurs!

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    1. Ha! Maybe because your heart is the same size as the Grinchosaur?

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  7. Every town should have a baker like that one - next year skip the pretty flowers on the cake & have them put the creature itself on there! (I mean the Pterodactyl not Himself...)

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  8. Or maybe Himself *riding* a Pterodactyl!!

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