Our deer camp has running water-you want water, you run down the hill and get it. These folks in Appalachia have lived like this since the beginning of time. Change comes a little slower out in the hills and hollers.
My ancestors homesteaded outside of Washingtonville, Ohio. At one time, they farmed one of the most beautiful pieces of creek bottom a man could ever want. Over the years, the property was subdivided, and subdivided again. Sadly, we have one relative living out there now on a 10 acres parcel. I've hunted squirrels, rabbits, deer and turkey out there for decades. Our old family homestead has gradually reverted to nature, but I know the locations of 4 different dumps, and every time I go back, I find an interesting bottle, or chard of pottery. As a side note, my ancestors had lots of Indian neighbors out there, and they managed to get along without killing each other over the years. Arrowheads are plentiful, and one needs only to hit the fields after they've been turned in the spring, and you will find arrowheads and chunks of flint pretty easily.
Last edited by gophergunner; 07/27/15.
