There's a grave that is marked on my 7.5 USGS quad, the wife and I went to find it one day. We did a little driving and found it, there was a small pile of rocks, a small cross made out of sticks with bailing wire. And a small crudely made head stone that read " A white womans grave". After flagging down some forest service people we got the story behind this lady. Turns out there was a wagon train headed back from Tacoma, after getting yearly supplies and headed back to Ellensberg, when this woman was struck by lightning. And that is where she was buried. Although not really found while hunting it is in the area I hunt and found it kinda sad, that all this person has to remembered by is a small head stone that reads " a white womans grave", no name no date. Then there are the beer cans I find clear an gone, back in bung frick Egypt. I just about kill myself packing the gear I need to hunt elk, let alone a beer for the road. I come to the conclusion that some SOB is flying about in his plane tossing back some cold ones and chucking the cans out the window. Because knowone in there right mind would be walking back in these places just to drink a beer.....well at least I hope not?

Edited by - Wash on 09/11/2002 19:43:29