I was on the farm maybe 27 years ago when my son played baseball right next to it. I hated that ball field, it was always windy and cool, even in some summer evenings. It was as you'd expect, a mix of weedy species and natives. Not much wet ground.
Oh hell, that's just old Ned. We once't gave him the old tractor plow and let him loose. Didn't see him for 3 weeks 'less he came in for gas or supper. He never was all there, you know.
That's a thought worth considering. I've never heard of that kind of mining.
Here's another thought; there is heavy clay on the surface at many spots. Maybe it was that they were after.
Reminds me Ed. I walked up to that beach from the south about 8 years ago or so. Lo and behold, out of the corner of my eye I saw a man that had no....
By the way, this is puzzling. I’m curious to know why this area South of the South Branch is dug in rows like it is. It was done prior to the 1970’s. It's near 150 acres by my calculation. The mounded part is something like 2 feet high, I think? Maybe blueberries?
They were eating me alive inland in July. It was awful! It was around mid to late July that I stopped on the roadside by a marsh and swampy woods to eat a sandwich. I still had my high boots on and I rolled up the windows cause the flies were knocking on them. I was dying as my air conditioner...