I like to hike. There is a park, about 2 hours from me now, near where I grew up, near the Susquehanna river; there are trails there, now hidden by planted bushes as they are not "safe" as they do have some places where an idiot could fall if he or she went too close to the edge. I hiked those 50 years ago, and still do on occasion by slipping around the bushes. The paths are ancient and well worn. The long passed Natves used them to go from the hilltop to the river. As a child, friends found arrowheads there. I never did. I am still searching after rain storms wash away some of the dirt.
Cool finds in the photos.