As you come down over the hill along by the cemetery in Apsey Brook, looking straight ahead and way way down, you’ll see a bare rock face off in the distance. I’m not sure if this has a real name, but I always called it Bare Mountain, and as a kid had a great desire to go there.
Well when I got older, myself and my usual partner in crime decided to do just that. We were talking about it the other day, and how good it would be to have today’s phones and cameras back then. We walked down to the steadies coming from Friggin’s cove pond brook, and made our way over the barrens and bogs keeping the hill in sight as best we could. I’m not sure if it was this trip or another, but I remember getting so hot at one point I soaked my shirt in a bog hole and put it back on.
As we walked we were steadily climbing, and eventually we made our way there, or at least to a spot that we called there. I seem to remember Eric taking a couple pictures with a disposable camera, but I can’t remember, and with film cameras who knows if they even came out.
Until we were talking about it the other day, a lot of the details had escaped me, but I remember now that we could see Snook’s Harbour in the distance, and strangely, there was a metal survey marker in the rock.
Looking at Google maps now, trying to pinpoint the location, but I can’t I can only surmise its somewhere on the highlands over bluff head.
Has anyone else ever been there? Know anything about the survey marker? I’d love to know more about it!
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