So many times we have been in some very remote back country of the Sam Houston National Forest, when suddenly we come upon a bit of trail. These trails are all but gone, eaten away by the weather and time till all that’s left is just a whisper on the forest floor. We will follow them to see where they go and try to read the story they have to tell.I believe that some of these trails were made by Indians going about there daily life. But still others end at the waters edge of lake Conroe. Disappearing forever under the lakes dark waters. There their story’s mostly untold.
You see man has flooded much of the land around the lake to make it larger and deeper. The waters have covered towns and their graveyards, old homesteads and where the Indian’s made their homes and buried there dead.
So its no wonder why we encounter the paranormal sometimes while doing our research in these areas.” We have found a grave today on the side of an old road. This road just appears out of the forest floor. But we are not the only ones who have found this old grave.
There are many offering left here by hunters and hikers. How so many people have stumble across this old grave is a mystery in its self. It is so remote here.
Travis it seems will leave an old cross he has carried with him for years. Look how the picture blurs has he holds up the cross, and then look at the mist on my dogs back. Well it could just all be nothing but to me its strange. Until next time.
The Hermit