"I like this place and could willingly waste my time in it."
That's how I feel about my Annadel Park Bill.
It was barely above freezing when I began my hike hoping for some frost fotos but the moisture content in the air was not there to produce any. First item of interest was this woodpecker hole.
Looks cozy inside.
Climbing up the slope I came across this California Bay Laurel that split in half during the high winds a couple of weeks ago.
So this is what the inside of a tree looks like.
I bet this would have been a sight to witness happening.
I came across an "unofficial" trail I've been on before and stopped for a rest break.
After a few hours of tromping around in the forest I took another "unofficial" trail back down off the mountain. This is more like a watercourse than a trail.
Close to the end I come across this. Someone else had been here not long ago. It was one of those moments standing there staring at it out of disbelief.
I did some research on this knife. Made by the Western Knife Co. of Boulder Colorado. With having the bakelite pommel dates it at being made during the WW2 years. Whoever lost it must be sick about it. I surely would be. I'll keep my eyes open for any notes stuck at nearby trail heads by someone having lost a knife. I'd gladly return it to them.
The title to this post comes from a gentleman who was like a father to me. He taught me a lot and that was one of his sayings for he would always find money and things on the ground. He passed away around this time last year. Maybe Tippy guided me to this find. "Thanks Dad".
Gee, that's quite some woodpecker hole John. I like the watercourse and the mossy rocks alongside; it would look pretty when it's running. The knife was quite the find with that history.
My dad said exactly the same thing as he tramped along with eyes down and hands in pockets! He quite often found things too.
Your hikes are always full of surprises. Hope you will find the owner of the knife.
Well good 4 U... As long as there was no blood on the knife and no nearby dead body (I shouldn't joke) I commend you for your efforts of returning the knife to its rightful owner. SOME day I am going to actually get to Annandel--you have whetted my appetite for the place over the years! I bet it is spectacular right after a rainfall.
What a find that knife is! «Louis» tips his hat to you for wanting to find the person who lost it!
The site of that broken tree is amazing. It reminds «Louis» of when he was in France over New Years 1999/2000. A huge storm coming off the Atlantic swept across most of Europe. It had the highest winds recorded up to that point in the outgoing century. In France, thousands and thousands of trees were downed. «Louis» remembers seeing one huge old tree in Paris that had come down, its root cluster being pulled out of the ground along with it. Atop the root cluster was a Peugeot that had the misfortune of being parked above where the roots would come out! The Peugeot was a good 20' above ground! It was an amazing sight!
Very nice post!
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I used to have a knife like that. Maybe it was mine.
quite a find. hopefully the owner will post some notices. and i remember you mentioning your father figure friend.
A wonderful post John... I hope you reunite the knife with it's owner.
What a great hike.
Nice photos and a beautiful story.
I love the saying.
I hope you get to return it to him...I would probably be heartsick.
Interesting butt on the knife. Is the handle hollow?
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