These mountains could be found just about any where. But the people and what ever you can find there is different and not found any other place on this, our earth. You might even say it was so strange that it is beyond reality and doesn’t exist at all.
On one side, and at the foot of this maintain range, is a small town of Canterbury. Canterbury is a peaceful little place on a road the goes no where and it ends just a few miles west of the town where you will find a deep gorge. It is called Suicide Gorge, as many years ago a family of travelers were found at the bottom of the gorge and no one had any idea as to who they were or why?
Over the mountain on the other side was another small town, the name was unknown so when people spoke of it, they would say, that Over Town. As a crow would fly, it wasn’t more than ten miles away. At the very top of this mountain range was high cliffs that stretched for close to a hundred miles in each direction.
A professional climber could possibly climb up and over the range, but an amateur wouldn’t even try to do it. There really wasn’t a road to this Over Town and no one ever went there as it had nothing to offer and it was self sustaining. The number of people that lived there was thought to be small.
From this side of the mountain and the town of Canterbury, was a really good road going to several other towns, some larger and some smaller. With in an hours drive, one could be in a very large city. But since there was nothing or any reason to travel to Over Town, no one ever went there. Oh, some people had been there and reported what they saw there, Maybe fifty or more people that lived there, Men, women and children. They had a School house, a Doctor. The law was well represented and a nice church had been built. The store was small but had a fairly large inventory of goods on sell. The total population appeared to be that of one family. What ever one person had in this community, was shared by all and what everyone had , it was share and share alike.
The ladies, young and old alike, were all thin very proper and pretty. The men and boys were mostly short and round and other features were pleasant and courteous. There was no modern services here, No electrical power, No telephones. Mail was delivered by a contract carrier, once every week. Mail order items, must have been picked up by the person that ordered the item.
There was no Bank, and what ever they used for trade goods or how it was sent out of the town, was unknown. It was thought that they worked a mine of some kind and retrieved valuable stones and sold them. But no one had ever seen them, if this was true. The people appeared highly educated and at the same time, they used many old reliable method’s and health treatments.
You could hear music being played and singing of songs most anytime. Laughter was always heard and children playing. It was a land of simplicity and love, where you could feel so happy and relaxed. I was ready to pack up what I had ,and move there, “But I was told NO” I first had to request permission to apply and if that was approved, I would have to fill out a questionnaire submit it to the towns people. Then if they approved, you would be invited to appear before them to answer questions. Then a vote would take place and it would have to be approved of by one hundred percent of the towns people, men, women and children.
In the history of this town, only once was anyone approved, and it didn’t last long before he was sent on his way. There was something else about this town, there was no cemetery to be found anywhere. But the birth rate was regular and the population never seemed to grow? The Doctor, The School Teacher and the town Marshal, served as the community leaders.
Each and every person of legal age, works or serves the community, in one way or another. On Sunday, after church, the town people would all gather and celebrate something or other, play games or music, sing along, and do things that were fun. In the town square, they could do just about anything. Birds flew free, Cats and dogs and other of natures creatures took part in the activities. The weather even cooperated.
This small, warm, wonderful place would never have to take second place to Shangri-La or El Dorado, it is all that and more. It has been said that some people have made it to the top of that rim and then disappeared. Modern day helicopters have taken people up there to look around and no one has ever reported any strange happenings from up on the top.
A story once told, said the people on the Over town side, had drilled a long tunnel through the mountain and when they were about to break through, they stopped and never went back there again. Some people say, this is where they have buried Their dead, but this can’t be true. You can not bury what you don’t have.
I for one, have heard so many different stories, I decided to go there and see for my self. I had planed to be sneaky and enter the town with out the town knowing it. So I entered the town by the back door, so to speak. For a while I was lost and had no idea where I was. I had to back track a number of times and my compass didn’t appear to be working right. I decided to return to Canterbury and got myself one of them New digital locater devices.
Back to the area once again and this time I took others with me. We were just as lost as I was before. I spend more than a week in what was nothing more than rugged hills and valleys . We must have covered the same ground a dozen times and never found a trace that people ever lived there or had ever been there. Convinced that I had gotten into the wrong area, I returned to Canterbury and approached the town from the end where people had gone before. There was nothing to be seen anywhere with the exception, of my very own tracks that had been made only a few days before.
Those people were from outer space, sent here to spy on us. They had taken everything and gone back to where they came from. They come and go all the time. They communicate with thought waves and many can’t be seen by a human eye,
Did you ever have a feeling that you are being watched? See what I mean.. Those eyes are everywhere………Did you take my locater ? It was right here a moment ago…..Boy, A guy can’t even trust his shadow!
By; Ben R.
12-20-10
On one side, and at the foot of this maintain range, is a small town of Canterbury. Canterbury is a peaceful little place on a road the goes no where and it ends just a few miles west of the town where you will find a deep gorge. It is called Suicide Gorge, as many years ago a family of travelers were found at the bottom of the gorge and no one had any idea as to who they were or why?
Over the mountain on the other side was another small town, the name was unknown so when people spoke of it, they would say, that Over Town. As a crow would fly, it wasn’t more than ten miles away. At the very top of this mountain range was high cliffs that stretched for close to a hundred miles in each direction.
A professional climber could possibly climb up and over the range, but an amateur wouldn’t even try to do it. There really wasn’t a road to this Over Town and no one ever went there as it had nothing to offer and it was self sustaining. The number of people that lived there was thought to be small.
From this side of the mountain and the town of Canterbury, was a really good road going to several other towns, some larger and some smaller. With in an hours drive, one could be in a very large city. But since there was nothing or any reason to travel to Over Town, no one ever went there. Oh, some people had been there and reported what they saw there, Maybe fifty or more people that lived there, Men, women and children. They had a School house, a Doctor. The law was well represented and a nice church had been built. The store was small but had a fairly large inventory of goods on sell. The total population appeared to be that of one family. What ever one person had in this community, was shared by all and what everyone had , it was share and share alike.
The ladies, young and old alike, were all thin very proper and pretty. The men and boys were mostly short and round and other features were pleasant and courteous. There was no modern services here, No electrical power, No telephones. Mail was delivered by a contract carrier, once every week. Mail order items, must have been picked up by the person that ordered the item.
There was no Bank, and what ever they used for trade goods or how it was sent out of the town, was unknown. It was thought that they worked a mine of some kind and retrieved valuable stones and sold them. But no one had ever seen them, if this was true. The people appeared highly educated and at the same time, they used many old reliable method’s and health treatments.
You could hear music being played and singing of songs most anytime. Laughter was always heard and children playing. It was a land of simplicity and love, where you could feel so happy and relaxed. I was ready to pack up what I had ,and move there, “But I was told NO” I first had to request permission to apply and if that was approved, I would have to fill out a questionnaire submit it to the towns people. Then if they approved, you would be invited to appear before them to answer questions. Then a vote would take place and it would have to be approved of by one hundred percent of the towns people, men, women and children.
In the history of this town, only once was anyone approved, and it didn’t last long before he was sent on his way. There was something else about this town, there was no cemetery to be found anywhere. But the birth rate was regular and the population never seemed to grow? The Doctor, The School Teacher and the town Marshal, served as the community leaders.
Each and every person of legal age, works or serves the community, in one way or another. On Sunday, after church, the town people would all gather and celebrate something or other, play games or music, sing along, and do things that were fun. In the town square, they could do just about anything. Birds flew free, Cats and dogs and other of natures creatures took part in the activities. The weather even cooperated.
This small, warm, wonderful place would never have to take second place to Shangri-La or El Dorado, it is all that and more. It has been said that some people have made it to the top of that rim and then disappeared. Modern day helicopters have taken people up there to look around and no one has ever reported any strange happenings from up on the top.
A story once told, said the people on the Over town side, had drilled a long tunnel through the mountain and when they were about to break through, they stopped and never went back there again. Some people say, this is where they have buried Their dead, but this can’t be true. You can not bury what you don’t have.
I for one, have heard so many different stories, I decided to go there and see for my self. I had planed to be sneaky and enter the town with out the town knowing it. So I entered the town by the back door, so to speak. For a while I was lost and had no idea where I was. I had to back track a number of times and my compass didn’t appear to be working right. I decided to return to Canterbury and got myself one of them New digital locater devices.
Back to the area once again and this time I took others with me. We were just as lost as I was before. I spend more than a week in what was nothing more than rugged hills and valleys . We must have covered the same ground a dozen times and never found a trace that people ever lived there or had ever been there. Convinced that I had gotten into the wrong area, I returned to Canterbury and approached the town from the end where people had gone before. There was nothing to be seen anywhere with the exception, of my very own tracks that had been made only a few days before.
Those people were from outer space, sent here to spy on us. They had taken everything and gone back to where they came from. They come and go all the time. They communicate with thought waves and many can’t be seen by a human eye,
Did you ever have a feeling that you are being watched? See what I mean.. Those eyes are everywhere………Did you take my locater ? It was right here a moment ago…..Boy, A guy can’t even trust his shadow!
By; Ben R.
12-20-10
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