|So, off we go again, getting off track of the original plan.|
We do like to get off track.
We passed plenty of navigable, fish ready waters, trout, I'd say, will be waiting for someone to wet a line once season opens.
We traveled a rather rough road to get to where we did not yet know where we were headed.
We drooled over the large passes of wild leek beds around every corner.
Virgin timbers of pine, oak and American Hornbeam were scattered throughout the hills and hollows...
some towering a 70-80 ft. salute to the heavens above.
We counted a half dozen old foundations that lay barren for generations upon generations. But wait, what is this? What is this place underground?
Of course, we entered to see more, hoping there were no bats, bear, or bugs.
What is it? What could this 7x9 ft. room, with 7 ft. height have been used for over 100 yrs. ago?
The entire structure is concrete, including the ornately striated and convex ceiling.
There is even a stovepipe, or is it a vent of sort?
Ok, call me crazy as a loon, but I'm going out on a limb here with my let-loose imagination and guessing that this tiny, underground space was not a playhouse., but a dandy place to hide your moonshine. Ha! Wait, there's more!
Take a look at this old car! Now, look closer below the window. Yes, those are bullet holes. Now look where it's parked....
It's still parked in it's ' once upon a time ' garage.
Under that log is a solid concrete wall., thus , underground garage. A perfect get-away for the get-away car from the prohibition days., wouldn't you agree. I do wonder if any of those bad boys passed through this neck of the woods?
Perfect location too...next to a flowing water source for making all of that illegal liquor. Sounds feasible to me.
We even found the remnants of a porcelain battery cover. Upon close inspection, you can see the positive and negative marks on the cover.
I guess it's time to put my wonderings to bed next to this bed of Leeks. They will sure make fine creamy soup when they are ready...not quite today.
All kidding aside, it was time to back our way out of this ' dead end ' situation and road.
Have a great weekend.
Find yourself a dead end road and see where it takes your imagination.