01-11-2017, 11:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-11-2017, 11:35 PM by Tony Betts.)
Struggling to find many of my pictures? It looks like my iPad has had a clear out without instruction.
Wilst in maggy valley, as anywere I like to have a chat with anyone who listens. Plus the accent always goes down well. The owner of an antique shop suggested, have you been down to the Indian resurvasion yet.
The direction were if you go back the way you can in for 4 miles and turn left. It about 20 minutes over the hill.
It took us a hour to get there, the hill was a full blown mountain. There was no road over the top third just well worn dirt tracks, and 500 feet shear drop reveines. Which we got very close to as the odd car came the other way. The rental car took a fair battering, we lost part of the inner front wing, and took on a slow puncture to the rear.
We were close to giving up, feeling like we had been taken for gulable tourists. And left in the middle on nowhere. But we were over the other side an the flatlands between the mountains started to open up.
Then we go to see a bit of what we had come for, it was evening time and the elk were on the move.
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The stag in the second pic, was making the eriest noise you had heard.
Sadly no bears though, they are known in the area. But was told numbers are reduced due to previous years fires, and hunting.
The best bit for me, was on the way back over the hill. A bunch of wilk Turkey on the road.
Wonderful.
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Wilst in maggy valley, as anywere I like to have a chat with anyone who listens. Plus the accent always goes down well. The owner of an antique shop suggested, have you been down to the Indian resurvasion yet.
The direction were if you go back the way you can in for 4 miles and turn left. It about 20 minutes over the hill.
It took us a hour to get there, the hill was a full blown mountain. There was no road over the top third just well worn dirt tracks, and 500 feet shear drop reveines. Which we got very close to as the odd car came the other way. The rental car took a fair battering, we lost part of the inner front wing, and took on a slow puncture to the rear.
We were close to giving up, feeling like we had been taken for gulable tourists. And left in the middle on nowhere. But we were over the other side an the flatlands between the mountains started to open up.
Then we go to see a bit of what we had come for, it was evening time and the elk were on the move.
[attachment=1226]
[attachment=1227]
The stag in the second pic, was making the eriest noise you had heard.
Sadly no bears though, they are known in the area. But was told numbers are reduced due to previous years fires, and hunting.
The best bit for me, was on the way back over the hill. A bunch of wilk Turkey on the road.
Wonderful.
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