Dug this one up today. NE Corner of Section 30 appropriately notched on all four sides.
Nice work! I envy your ability to work in an intersection with such little traffic control. If you avoid "rush hour", you might see a vehicle every now and then - right?
Warren Smith, post: 456633, member: 9900 wrote: Nice work! I envy your ability to work in an intersection with such little traffic control. If you avoid "rush hour", you might see a vehicle every now and then - right?
Very rural area with stop signs for north-south roads and completely flat roads east-west for good visibility. Typically the traffic that does come by stops to inquire.
The only four sided marked stones I've seen are township corners. That's a nice marked stone.
The first picture with the 5 marks has some other punch markings below the hash marks, but I cannot tell if the surveyor was trying to write something. As mentioned before, the hard stones in my area are marked with a series of center punch marks.
Spent an hour in a rural intersection today. Only vehicle I saw was mine. One mile off US Highway 59.
Holy Cow, post: 456671, member: 50 wrote: Spent an hour in a rural intersection today. Only vehicle I saw was mine. One mile off US Highway 59.
The quintessential "intersection" is a truly wonderful location in rural America. Folks feel free enough to coast to a stop, roll down their window and yak with the surveyor that's digging a hole there. Postal employees too. I haven't seen a postman in years; they're all female contractors driving 25 year old Jeep Cherokees (with 350,000 miles on the Hobbs) from the right seat...most are named either Gladys or Nadine for some reason.
It's a social spot. And unlike quarter corners that invariably aren't well centered in the pavement, can quickly become a spot with a festive atmosphere. All it takes is one local rancher to get out of his truck and say, "I always wondered what was down in these holes." Then his neighbor sees him squatting with his hands on his knees looking into that painted hole in the asphalt...and he stops and gets out of his vehicle. Before long there's an impromptu surveying seminar happening at the NE Corner of Section 17.
Just a slice of life in the lesser populated areas of our great nation. Those city fellers don't know what they're missing. 😉
While the wind was howling this morning I had one of those impromptu intersection conversations. He drove up in his combine. He was harvesting soybeans in the field to the southeast of the intersection. He took a short break by driving to that corner of the field and hopping down to chat with me.
They spent more time marking them in 1857 than in 1881, nice stone!!!