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...