Welcome to my blog!

The name comes from the Old English word (sabat), which comes to us through Latin, Greek, and Hebrew. It's origin is "to rest", and is etymologically connected to Sabbath and Sabbatical. It seemed appropriate... given my current time of transition. This blog allows a place for personal reflection, shares my whereabouts and happenings, but most importantly - it is a vehicle for your reactions to my submissions. My hope is that, as a group, we have a running dialog pertaining to those things that really matter.

I promise to read each post, but please know that replies may be sporadic and/or delayed. For my plans in the near-future will frequently have me "out of pocket", or I may just need to escape the day-to-day deluge of electronic ping pong . But feel free to submit a post. We are all traveling together on this journey to understand, called life; and each perspective is important.

Let's keep in touch as we share the journey!

Be well,

Sam

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Hiking with Clarence

Clarence and I went on a day-hike in the Birkhead Mountain Wilderness Area, which is a little known part of the Uwharrie National Forest.  It was a great day to hike... we did not see anyone else the entire day.




This is a homemade stone chimney in the middle of the forest.  It is the only remains of a cabin owned by the Christopherson family.




This fire ring was originally put together by Tyler and me 16 years ago.  It was our "secret" camping spot.  It appears that it is not so secret any more.




This is another picture of the campsite.  The creek is Hannah's Creek (almost dry right now).  Notice the tree on the left... it's the largest Beech tree I've ever seen.




Carvings that Tyler and I made in that tree in 1994.




That's Clarence checking out Hannah's Creek.




This greenery is commonly called "ground cedar".  It is not cedar, but a vine that carpets the valleys in the forest.




This is the sign designating an old family graveyard in the middle of the Uwharries.




Primitive head stone making one of the graves.




Sunken graves were often the result of settling long after the burial.  This is the main reason that burial vaults are used today.




Another view of the old Christopherson homestead site.






While it may be hard to tell from this photograph, this was a gold mine back in the day.  The miners would dig a deep hole, just large enough for a man to enter.  He would be lowered down to the bottom.  He would dig and fill up a bucket with rocks and/or dirt that would then be brought up to the surface using a pulley system.  Needless to say - this predates OSHA standards.




This is an example of an erosion wall.  The first European settlers built these to reduce erosion by storm runoff in the steep hills.  The stones are made of rhyolite.  This type of rock can be broken to make a very sharp edge. It is somewhat specific to the Yadkin River basin, and was prized by the Native Americans.  Called the "Yadkin point", these tools and weapons were traded to traveling bands - and therefore - they can be found hundreds of miles away.




My hiking buddy decides to cool off by bathing in Robbins Branch.




Back at the abode, taking a short siesta after a hard day of hiking.

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