Picture heavy post!
Saturday morning we got up and had breakfast. Then it was time for a hike that MAG had roughly sketched out on the good old topo map. Dwayne stayed behind in camp and watched our stuff, while the rest of us journeyed over the river and through the woods. Quite literally in this case.
And then it was time to cross the river. No bridge. No jumping from rock to rock. Just plain old wading across. Which went quite well for MAG, the housemate Interloper, and the Husbear. But GypsyBiscuit, Mike, and I were a little stubborn and looking for a different route. Which ended… with wetness.
Since we were wet, we dried in the sun and had a little lunch.
And then it was back on to hiking.
Along the hike, we came across the great Wall. In the middle of the collective no-where. Seriously. And there just wasn’t one wall. There were several. Someone or someones at some point in the past took a lot of time and effort to build these mammoth walls in the middle of no-where. For what reason?
First, here’s a video I took:
So far, we have yet to find any information about them. These are along Hart Creek. And we think possibly they had something to do with the settlement of Anna that is no longer near there. But other than that, we have nothing.
And then as mysteriously as it started, the wall just stopped. Hopefully we’ll be able to find out a little more information about it.
We made it back to the river. To cross back over.
Then back to the camp we headed. Where I saw this.
Which was incredibly funny, because the entire weekend I had been humming the theme to “Jurassic Park”. Much to the annoyance of everyone around me, I’m sure. 😉
We had a great dinner and remainder of the evening around the campfire.
Late that night, there were moments of stupid from another set of campers that involved alcohol and guns which had us on edge until the situation was diffused. Thank you MAG for taking care of us!
Until next time...
I loved these photos, including the nature, the mysterious wall and, in particular, the beautiful facial hair on all the men in the group. Woof to you all!
There does seem to be a lot of facial hair going on these days…
I loved this campout! I love the mystery of The Wall. I love this group of guys! Looking forward to planning our next adventure 🙂
In Connecticut, if you hike in the woods, you always come across stone walls. They are everywhere. There seems to be no rhyme or reason to them. I figure they are a result of work of the Colonial settlers back in the day. I had a friend from Pennsylvania, who was amazed by all the stone walls, so they don’t have them in that state. I’ve alway figured it was a New England thing. The woods here are young. Not a lot of big old trees. Like the entire state was cleared for planting crops. The pictures that you took of the stone walls, look like you were in Connecticut.
The walls are definitely a rarity here as well. Unless you’re in our yard. Which has walls everywhere thanks to the Husbear.
I can’t wait either!
I enjoyed the photos too – next time make sure the others wear a hat – lest of sun exposure !
They’re all a bit… stubborn… when it comes to sun protection. 🙁
That wall is to keep the bears out ( or in).
It was an easily scale-able wall. 😉
MAG and I have peeled back another layer on the mysterious wall. He plugged in the GPS coordinates to a website which gave us the quadrant information for that part of the state. Then I looked at Bureau of Land Management records for that quadrant. Interestingly, the records list that parcel of land as an original land patent to a settler with the surname Farmer back in the late 1880s. How fun would it be if that Farmer was found to be related to *our* Farmer? Anyway, from now on I’m referring to the mysterious wall as Farmer’s Wall.