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Show THEZEPHYRMARCH 1990 Steven swore It was true, cross his heart, because his father knew It for fact. We all subsequently agreed that we would do water tests on tho swamp some other time. As we started to leave, however, depth Tlmmle thought he heard something move In the forest Just ahead. "ou re lu trying to scare us," said Steven, who had already scared himself with his snake story. "There's nothing up there. But rustling sound happened again and we all heard It The swamp was behind us and the noise was ahead. We were trapped. The forest seemed darker and more frightening than before, and from behind the large sycamore tree at the PAGE 25 ALL AMERICAN AGENCY Real Estate 505 North Main moab edge of the clearing, we hard the most hideous gasping, gagging, spitting, spewing Inhuman noise we had ever 160 acres recreational property on Brumley Ridge 17 miles east of Moab, Utah. High chaparrall in the pinion pine and juniper. Ideal setting at 7,000 ft. overlooking desert floor and all of Canyonlands. Tucked in Rocky Mountains commanding breathtaking views of the LaSal Mountain peaks. Year around paved access provides great winter sports and summer recreation potential. With cozy mountain cabin with loft. Includes all water rights. Completely surrounded by Natl. Forest. Owner financing available. Imagined could be heard. We were absolutely petrified. We could not move. How much at that moment In time, did we love and cherish and long to be with our mothers and fathers. We feared we would never see them again, for we were about to be attacked and devoured by the creature from the swamp. A shadow emerged from behind the sycamore. It was Peter Caldwell.... our hero. He was laughing hard; he fell to his knees and theatrically rolled on the ground, doubled over with laughter. "You dumb little kids! he gasped between guffaws, "You were white as sheets. Did you think the big green swamp monster had come to get you?" We were humiliated. "It's not funny what you did!" yelled Tlmmle and we atalked off Indignantly to lick our wounds. We stayed away from tho field; we'd had enough excitement for one day and didn't need an encounter with old lady Huntslnger. When we got home, we went to the Hole for We all he agreed that In spite of Peter's cruel prank our wasn't hero after all -maybe - It had been a landmark day In our lives. To celebrate the event, my mother made us popcorn and gave us two 16 ounce bottles of RC Cola. But we made Steven Pottlnger drink his out of a glass. de-brlef- lng. newly-remodel- ed Epilogue: In the weeks and months that followed, we returned many times to the woods. We cut trails through the cane breaks and built tree ladders to the highest reaches of the tallest trees. We swung from grapevines and rolled In the poison Ivy. We cauoht poison Ivy and Itched and scratched and broke out In rashes. We fell out of trees, but never fatally. Miss Huntslnger threatened us daily with her black dress and long cane. We knew every Inch of the woods, and eventually we longed to venture farther. The Secret Woods that had Intimidated us from across the vast field of wheat, no longer seemed so far away. As summer drew near, we 39-89- 9 home with Charming 4 bedroom 2 bath southern exposure. One of Moabs nicest subdivisions adjoining the fruit orchard and a 2 car garage for dad. $52,500 new loan. bi-lev- el 89-85- 0 English Tudor Country Manor on 1.67 acres near golf course. 3 bedrooms, 2 full baths. Familyroom. With basement, 2 car garage. Quality appointments. Fireplace, 3 patios, large redwood deck. Lovely secluded landscaping with fantastic views of LaSals. 90-11- 2 Business opportunity, long established business serving Southeastern Utah. Excellent return on investment. Turn key operation on well located real estate includes equipment and fixtures. Owner financing. Call for more details. 90-10- 1 Choice Main Street business. Mrs. BY Plenty of room for expansion on this 100x400 lot. Call for details. 90-10- knew It was time to cross the field and finally find out what lay beyond. he still lathered his One morning In April, as I watched my father shave window I bathroom out the boyond the backyard fence beard with a brush, glanced Woods beyond, and saw to Secret field the and the Hole, across the freshly plowed toilet seat, something strange, and out of place, and yellow. Standing on top of the at the I big yellow wheeled pressed my face against the window and stared hard objects that were lined up nose to nose on the far side of the field. "What Is that?" I asked my dad. He laid down his Gillette Safely Razor ("look sharp, feel sharp, be sharp ) with the double edged Blue Blade and peered through the glass. "Those are earth movers, he explained, "and bulldozers. They're going to build a new subdivision over there. "A subdivision?" I asked. "That's right, Just like ours. Therell be streets and houses. New families will move In. A lot of them will have kids. Maybe youll make some new friends. "But what about the Secret Woods?" I complained. "What about the hobo Hes the ugliest man alive! camp? I heard that Big Louie lives out there are beautiful woods My dad smiled, and looked out the window again, "those over there," he sighed. "But thats what we call progress. People need a place to live and room has to be made for them." field. In the days and I My father finished shaving while stared across the weeks that followed, the heavy equipment went to work. It laid waste to the forest It toppled most of the trees, It filled In the swamps, It reconstructed the very a hobo ground upon which the Secret Woods had stood. If there sffijof homescamp, they skeletons appeared, frame had long ago run for their lives. The wooden our titillated once that forest replacing the skeletal remains of the mystical never Adventure awaited IL The long Imagination and made us hunger to explore to the sound of carpenters diesel of smoke, In It cloud a vanished happened. SawS Remarkably, the wheat field Recently survived for years and was only recently paved over. A school now stands ramsla. adjacent to where CUE woods used to be. A few of the treesto Heaven. I stared I climbed oak halfway old walked among them; a gigantic there n aJree Mmb fifty closely at the branches laid bare by winter, and there feet high, three short pieces of 2 x 4 attached with a couple of bent 12 penny nails still clung to the ancient oak. "That Steven Pottlnger," I smiled sadly, when he built a tree ladder, he built I It to last." returned to the scene of the crime.. 7 Gorgeous views of mountains and canyons from this choice 1 acre site on east side of valley. Water & power available. OK for horses. $11,000. 90-11- 0 French doors of dining area lead to covered patio in this bright sunny one level home in great neighborhood. Spacious familyroom accented by cozy brick hearth with alpine insert. 3 bedrooms, Vi bath. Dandy workshop for dad plus RV parking. Immaculate with great landscaping for $59,500. NORMA NUNN (w) (h) 259-649- 3 259-727- 5 JULIE BIERSCHIED (w) 259-649- (h) 259-567- 0 3 |
