Old logging roads, trout spawning, and tracks left by a 'Martian'

next time when a week or so later, we went, we went, just. up and down certain long roads. I used to know those logging roads when I was a young bride because I followed where my husband went to make wood and where he made logs and he kind of gave me the lowdown which way to go and all.

And of course I wasn't over the thing, maybe 20 years or so over the same long roads. And they asked me where I'm going to go someplace. I said, sure, I'm going to go look over the old longroads I used to travel when I was a young woman.

So they asked permission and they went with me. And I showed them the name of different kind of trees that had different for the bark and the leaves and everything. And they really were quick to learn and everything.

And that's why they love the outdoors like I do. And they are quite worse on the woods thing because their father is, their father is a logger and he's got quite a few pieces of land with logs on of the trees and stuff.

And then we went towards home from this woods and I knew a spot where the drug were spawning. So I show a tomb where it was. And the fish weren't scared of us at all. We could have caught them by hand.

That's how they were tame, seems like, but they had their spawning affair in their mind, I suppose. And so we looked how they laid the eggs in and put the white stuff over it, and then we went home.

So then one day again, we went, this was maybe a year later, you know, we went in the woods, not too far from the main road, about the middle of the middle of the middle, of March and there was snow maybe about six, seven inches deep already, but the rest of the snow was already torn out, you know, the sun was shining for at least a month, you know, every day.

So it was settling down. It was much higher before, you know. And so I said, well, that isn't so deep. Let's go through here and I showed them where I used to go picking the big balladus mushrooms, you know, the big red ones.

And it was kind of how I would say, a ridge, you know, and it curved from the place where I was going to build a cabin. The cabin wasn't built, but we looked over the spot where I'm going to have and everything.

And from there we went on this here ridge, and we went, oh, maybe two blocks from the place where I was going to build a cabin. And we spied a great big boulder, oh, it was as big as I would say as a tract or something, you know, about that big.

all by itself and we start discussing it that someday we're going to go and chop our initials in it with a wedge or something and a hammer, see? And then we glanced to a side and right a little ways from there, a few feet from there, we spied a track of a dress shoe, you know, how men folks wear dress shoes oxfords, you know?

Well, the same the heels and the pointed shoe and everything, and where this party must have been a man, because must have been at least eight, nine -sized shoe, both of them shoes were one next to another, right under a Christmas tree by blue spruce.

And then we looked all around from which direction the man or whoever had their shoes on went up to that spot. And, oh, at least seven, eight feet, or maybe more, there was no tracks where these feet were standing, you know.

So we started worrying about what kind of a step the party had to do, not to make tracks in the snow up to where these two indentation of these two shoes were. And it downed on us that there was none.

The man would have to have an enormous step, maybe a five, six feet or maybe more, before he could land under that tree with them to shoe marks. We got a little scared, and we decided to meet at home.

And I think that was the last time their mother let them go with me because we really, I got scared myself. And I never could figure out how the two tracks could get where they were, see? And they were good to say nothing at home, but I believe they must have blurted out right away.

And so that was the end. Well, the girl, the oldest girl was about 14, you know, and the younger ones said they had to help. So she was teaching her how to keep house and help her sleep and do this and that, you know.

So we didn't have much time. time to bloom around the countryside, so we never did then. Well, they would come and visit me many times after the cabin was built and everything, but once in a while we think of the, oh, and then, so of course, they got home and they said, it couldn't have been nobody else but a Martian.

Those days, the word Martian was quite common. Everybody was saying the Martians were coming and all that, you know. So they decided it must have been a Martian, just slid from the Martian. the sky and plant himself under the Christmas tree, you know, stood there.

So that end up the Martian adventure because we never went there no more or nothing. But every once in a while the girl says, did you go and see if there's any more tracks from the Martian up there, Grandma?

I said, no. Well, I says, I lost interest when you are not with me, you know.