Anyway.... I had just gotten a map and figured out a new way to get to one of our favorite trails.. Sumac Creek. Usually we go in at Cisco, turn at the ranger station and park in the Sumac Creek parking lot. When you ride out from the parking lot it is a rough figure 8 to do the whole trail. At the center point of the 8 there is a road that goes south and it was driving me crazy to find out where it ended up. We have ridden this road for a couple of miles but could not figure out where it went. I called the ranger station and got a very nice lady to send me some of the "hand" maps.. I finally figured out the end of that road.
Because part of the 8 on the trail has lots of areas that usually has downed trees I wanted to enter the trail from the new direction I had found. We always carry an axe because you just never know!!!
We turned into Cohutta from Crandall and found the forest service road I was looking for. We had not seen a single truck/car or person so far on the road into the area.
We unloaded, saddled up and took off. The day was nice, not too cold and not raining or windy like it has been for the last couple of weeks. We expected some downed trees due to the weather conditions in the past.
We did have two trees down that we detoured around easily! Hubby and I stopped at our favorite lunch spot, the junction of two creeks. Had a wonderful lunch and fire. We notice on the trail that they had posted "Prescribed burn" area, we also noticed that they had "tried" to burn most of the way in but it didn't burn very well AT ALL! We have been very wet in this area! Hubby took a photo of me and my Maci, usually I get photos of him so it was a treat to have a photo of me and my Maci.
After lunch we finished the part of the 8 we were on and went to the junction and went back to the trailer. Overall about 15 miles total. GREAT RIDE, horses did pretty good.
On the way back we were on one of those gated Forest Service roads, I noticed there were large rocks piled up.. at first I thought an old chimney fallen down from an old home place.. but the place was on the side of the mountain in a place that would not have a house on it. Then I noticed there were probably 20-30 of these.. the rocks were obvously not man made but man placed. They were in a good pile about the size of 5x5feet all along the side of a very steep mountain. We thought and thought but could not figure out what/why they were there.. at first we thought maybe the civil war, possible bunker type fortifications to get behind and shoot. I had a guy at work say it could very well have been Cherokee Indian built, the Cherokee resisting being rounded up for the trail of tears (the trail of tears starts about 3-5 miles from my house) I don't know but if anyone has any idea please post!!!
When we got back to the main paved highway, hubby asked for his phone. I could not find it in any of his saddle bags/horn bags. He checked his pockets and resigned himself to the fact it was GONE! The last he remembered it was taking my photo. We called and cancelled it, started the claim on insurance and ordered a new one.
Sunday after church, we get home and I check the answering machine. A ranger had found the phone and called home. He was going to leave it in Chatsworth at the ranger station. WHAT... howin the world!!??? Where we were we did not see but 2 cars on the main gravel road into the area. NOT one single person on the trail, but we usually don't see anyone on the trail.
Hubby went up to the Ranger Staton during working hours and got the phone. He wanted to thank the guy who found it and wanted to know where he found it. He was unable to talk to the guy, but found out he was a smoke jumper from Alaska who was brought in for the controlled burn in case it got out of hand...
Anyway.. that's my story and I'm sticking to it!! Great day, great ride and a wonderful finish to a lost phone!!!