We worked at the old cabin site Saturday, still cleaning up the scattered lumber and pulling up the floor. While removing the last of 3 layers of linoleum, Larry found this newspaper sandwiched between linoleum and wood: March 2, 1942, when the US had only been in World War II a few months. The paper is very brittle and has many holes (looks like it was chewed by mice) but it is certainly interesting. I will post other photos of articles this week.
This is what the cabin site looks like now. Still more flooring to remove, and then we will disassemble the fireplace and move the stones to our house to rebuild.
We took a different route to town, the road through the Twin Rocks which is usually not passable. It was dry and in fairly good shape, although there were some deep ruts here and there. The rocks, sadly, have been further defaced by people who feel the need to establish their presence via cans of spray paint. It's sad to think how long these rocks have stood guardian over the road and now they are being ruined by a few mindless visitors.
Further out the ridge road, the views stretched for miles.
Bright blue chicory lined the road in some places.
We spent the evening cooking and visiting with family and friends, a relaxing time by the firepit to end a really good day. The moon was bright but the forecast of rain for Sunday was like whipped cream on top of the evening's dessert.