The day I visited the Ingraham Hill cemetery, I also went looking for an abandoned quarry that I know is up in there somewhere. Following the transmission towers in the area, this was as close as I got:
I was on the upper edge of the quarry (or at least as close to the edge of the quarry as I dared to get), looking down. Obviously, I'd picked the wrong trail.
But I did see the first Indian Pipes of the season:
And my goodness, those towers sure are high:
And here? Here is something for which you could pay me a million dollars and I would not do:
Do you see those men? Those men waaaaaaay up on that tower?
No. Nope. Not for all the tea in China. No way.
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