Well, it was an unusually fine day to be out and about in the Barrens. I wish all I had to talk about was what a great time we had with the dogs, hiking the causeways around Friendship bogs and enjoying the unseasonable weather.
Instead I find myself seething over another act of wanton destruction.
These photos were taken today at the site of Cranmer's Tavern in Mount. All day long we'd been seeing the mudders out and about, especially up northwest of High Crossing. The roads were very wet and there were many deep holes made deeper by 35" mud rubber. I guess someone saw the cellar hole and figured it was put there for him.
The hole is deep and well-chewed up. Whoever it was made quite a few passes. In the next shot you can see the bricks they churned up.
I'm afraid that now that this hole is marked it will cease to even be a cellar hole. I can't even describe how pissed off this makes me. I don't usually post Pine Barrens related stuff anywhere but here, but I was so upset when I got home that I needed to go on a mini-rant, which I didn't care to saddle Ben with. You can read it here, if interested.
Instead I find myself seething over another act of wanton destruction.
These photos were taken today at the site of Cranmer's Tavern in Mount. All day long we'd been seeing the mudders out and about, especially up northwest of High Crossing. The roads were very wet and there were many deep holes made deeper by 35" mud rubber. I guess someone saw the cellar hole and figured it was put there for him.
The hole is deep and well-chewed up. Whoever it was made quite a few passes. In the next shot you can see the bricks they churned up.
I'm afraid that now that this hole is marked it will cease to even be a cellar hole. I can't even describe how pissed off this makes me. I don't usually post Pine Barrens related stuff anywhere but here, but I was so upset when I got home that I needed to go on a mini-rant, which I didn't care to saddle Ben with. You can read it here, if interested.