It is not visible from the road. You couldn’t see it from an airplane either. Maybe from a satellite. I understand even ancient roads are visible from a satellite. But this is (or was) covered with a blanket of overhanging trees and vegetation. Which reminds me that I once read that before the landings in North America, a squirrel could have walked on the top of trees from the east coast to the Mississippi without ever touching the ground. But I digress.
It was what we called “the Hollow.” And that “hollow” amounted to a deep crevice in the side of the mountain. Under the overhanging trees, there was a steep climb with regular boulders substituting as steps. There it is silent, shady, and moist.
We (you know who you are) used it as a shortcut to go home after swmming in the Cheat. Were we the only ones? I wonder if it is still there or has time and running water worn it away…..If you want to go look, I can tell you where to find it.
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Your "hollow" was no secret, at least to the folks on Blosser Hill. By the time I came to use it as a shortcut in the late 1940's and early 1950's it was a well used path. Uncle Lloyd Colebank even cut and dug steps in one steep part of the path. There was a path around the hill over toward the Kisinger house and someone even put a railing up along that path. I never went over there. At the top the path crossing the field to the road was well worn down. There was another path off to the side that you follow up to the Indian mound and the dirt slide. I wonder if anyone uses it today. Even the dirt slide has grown over.
I hope it is still being used. The fork in the climb was there when we climbed it. I used to go see Doris Gapen using the fork to the left that was about half way up. Martha said that the little house that the Gapen's lived in there behing the Blosser home was originally built by Becky Blosser for the minister at Oak Grove Church.
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