There used to be a narrowgauge rail running between my village and Mack City, utilized by the loggers.And several temporary encampments running parallel to the Lake and tracks. A huge dock ran out into Sturgeon bay, where the timber was loaded, and goods offloaded here.Occasionaly, I'll come across remnants of the rail workings, buried in the woods, and the old timbers from the dock, long destroyed by the Lake,(which I figure is only Right),work up from the bottom of the Bay every once in a while. One of the uber riche here actually brought in a backhoe to drag a timber off the beach to utilize in their "cabin". The damage to flora was, uh, regretable but unnoticed by authorities.
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