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To: Neeka who wrote (187325)	11/22/2009 1:55:53 AM
From: Mac Con Ulaidh	Respond to of 225578

wow, visually that is it, but even tighter. that reminds me of when I was in New Mexico (I think it was) and went through anatazi places.... bangor hollow ends up widening out, which as you drive through it then feels strange... like a breath of air. and... those are rock, serious rock, sidings. in a southern hollow, it is mountains covered in briars and trees, lots of rock outcroppings, but not sharp pure rock like that. animals... rabbits, fox, and lots of deer. there used to be boar, but those were killed out. no cougars or bears here. but... there was a myth of a black panther. heard tell she lived in my woods. I had a young fellow who ran away from home one night show up at my door, thinking I'd take him in... it was 2am... he was shaking. he swore the panther had glared at him as he came down my driveway (900 feet straight down)... I said "child, why you scared? if she had wanted you dead, you wouldn't be at my door". he thought that made sense. our biggest problem is wild dogs, made since people dump dugs then they form into packs and breed and run wild. they got no sense at all.

To: Neeka who wrote (187325)	11/22/2009 2:00:55 AM
From: Mac Con Ulaidh	Respond to of 225578

oh, there was a legend of a bear here, too. I was on the mountain then with Sasha the dog and people in the holler swear they saw it. and my bro-in-law, a very sensible fellow, swears the night we heard Sasha at the edge of the woods (I know where she is by her bark), that she was backing the bear off our land. she went on and on and on that night, her bark so deep and serious... could be. legends are what make a land? :)