Debris left in the woods is a common sight on Kodiak's road system. People have been hanging around making short-term structures for awhile. As transient structures, they tend to be abandoned and reclaimed by the woods. The other part of this bed frame was moved downhill by rushing water.
Also littered in areas are remains from WWII.
These are 155mm Panama gun mounts.
The forest just takes over. Here an ermine has made a home.
Seemingly random hole
and another
The remains aren't always apparent as a gun mount, which to some might not be very evident at all. A man-made hill.
Sometimes you find things you are not looking for, from a much more recent era.
Tromping around in the woods is fun, and scary. I almost fell into the below ammo magazine. I was standing right on top of it. (Pictured here is a mother tree. You can tell by not just its size, but the long branches that extend to the ground. It had room to grow, and the baby trees extend around it.)
At first I thought this was a culvert, but it was too big, and what was it furrowing? Then I saw the second.
Also scary being in bear territory. Animal and fish remains everywhere. I am good for awhile, and then after a couple of hours of "hey, boo-boo", I am ready to scat. (haha, play on words. "Marnie made a funny", Timmy would say. I don't do that very often.)
The sites are still pretty draped in fog, strangely wonted faint rectangular footprints.
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