Ernest Heminway was buried up here ( I believe, I know he at least lived here). There is the most beautiful trail dedicated to him. Drew, Makenzie and I hiked it (pre-broken leg). We had such a good time. This is a perfect example of what we will dearly miss when we move. It's hard to see in this picture, but if you look at the grass, it is all bent down. This was way back in the middle of no where, where there are a ton of deer. This looks like where a herd must have bedded down for the night. Amazing.