Category Archives: Norris Brook

Allen Knob Surroundings 01

Norris Stream flowing straightly beside Money Pot (right). Money Hill perhaps, but I like Money Pot.


Here’s the actual top o’ the pot, then, complete with rustmobile. Elevation is perhaps 10 feet above surrounding landscape. Rumored to be burial place for 1,000,000, courtesy of Michael Won, interestingly enough. Not Michael Too, mind you, who is different. But Michael Won. More on that soon, perhaps.

Another possible name for this knoll is Peewee Big. “Peewee”, because the knoll is not very big. “Big”, however, because of its importance as a buried treasure site according to legend. So, yes, a variant name would be Peewee Big.


At the upper end of the straightway pictured in photo 1 above comes Root Bridge. We’ve already reviewed this bridge and Money Pot in earlier blog posts, and there’s a whole category called Frank Park/Norris Brook pertaining to this.


Just a note that the whole area of Money Pot and surrounding flat land is traditionally called Houston, consciously named for 2 counties tagged Houston in our fair US of A. These two “corner” counties, 1 in Minnesota and the other in Alabama, stand for the numbers 2 and 3. This connects with the 1968 election of Tricky Dicky Nixon for US president over runner ups Hubert H. Humphrey of *Minnesota* (*2nd* in votes in the election) and George Wallace of *Alabama* (*3rd* in votes). Also in the Minnesota version of this county is a conjunction of Money Creek and Root River. Pink Floyd famously crooned about money being the root of all evil in today’s society, and that also fits in here.


Moving a bit upstream from Houston we find this confluence of more interesting rocks that might mark the heart of Norris.*


We now return to New Monkey City, which may be the same as New Sharon. Two ladyslippers grow and bloom near the top of the ridge. Many more — I believe I counted 13 or 14 — grow just over it to the north. Beautiful. I’ve hiked a lot through these woods recently but didn’t stumble across any more ladyslippers. So this side ridge of Howl’s Knob is identified with the flower, and, through it, Mythos’ Sharon with its Ladyslipper capital as touched on before. I have a story now about how the last people of True Sharon bought or rented a rocketship in Edwardston to travel to Blue Mountain to escape the unification of Wazob, and formerly independent Sharon turning into a “mere” province of Wazob called Chrysoberyl. This was, in fact, the last piece of the unification. The ind. of Sharon from Wazob has resonations with ind. of Texas from U.S. (us) from 1835-1845.


New M.C. or New Sharon’s own 1st Tree, and another pine just like the case with the same named tree in Whitehead Crossing’s Four Sticks. The wood chunk and rocks of Monkey City lie just before it.


Native bark of the area with plants growing up through the cracks and breaks.


Snaggletooth Rock.


Remains of an old tree that look suspiciously like an alien holding some kind of wand or sceptre. Notice the illusion of the 2 bulging eyes.



* more on Norris Brook can be find in the Baker Blinker Blog under this category.

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Korean Channel


“Korean Channel is perhaps the original audiovisual tiling, Hucka D. Zebra and Damsel Island are clues — black and white. Head trip.”

Hucka D.:



Obviously a gold plated football helmet that is also an army helmet, like the one used to name Monkey City when I was a boy. Land of Reds and Yellows must play a role as well. Perhaps everyone is bushed there all the time. This is a way beyond Billfork. This is the Korean Channel.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Where is the Land of Reds and Yellows? Would that be Whitehead Crossing?


Unsure Hucka D. Let’s see, the Land of Blue and Purple would be entered through that log bridge, but the actual significance of that bridge is that it points to The Totem in Silverberg on the other side of the channel. I think a battle between Silverberg and Purpleland took place in the past. Purpleland grouped around the smaller of the 2 Silverberg streams, and Silverberg proper around the larger of the two, perhaps centered by Silver Pool.

Hucka D.:



(after a pause) Maybe Green Stream itself was originally known as the Silver Stream. Now this applies to Spoon Fork perhaps.

Hucka D.:

Maybe. Yes.


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April 16, 2013 · 2:07 pm

Oh look, he’s talking about Billfork, Lion’s Roar (etc.)!

fairy villages, bowerbird art, & other ambiguous objects

Very interesting the article compares the creation of cairns and fairy houses to crop circle formations. 🙂

Monhegan Island
Fairy House, Monhegan Island, Maine.

Strange — this same blog features several posts on Whitehead, but Alfred North Whitehead in this case. One of the primary summits of tiny Monhegan Island, and around which I’m sure are found a goodly number of those fairy houses like the one pictured above, is named Whitehead, and that was what originally attracted my attention to it (not the fairy houses, which I just learned about in the last hour). This would be in resonance with the previously named Whitehead Crossing of Frank Park.

Speaking of which, I’ve just yesterday restored the 5-rock cairn at Dongoba, and might work on re-creating the biggest temple of the complex this spring/summer/fall. As I think I stated below somewhere, I decided not to move these 5 rocks just across the ridge to Whitehead Crossing for this restoration. The same would go for the bigger temple — rocks simply too large to move from this location, to name the major obstacle for this transfer of art.



I would be very interested to see what the “immanence” blogger though of *this* type of woodsy art: an apparently continuing interaction with *something* in the woods that really, really seems to want to communicate with me — *is* communicating. The floating tree below at Concreek, just beside its namesake Concreek Falls, has already been the site of one of these types of communications, as I discussed in this Baker Blinker Blog post from last summer. Now a second one at the same site has taken place. And I’ve already formed an interpretation, very quickly in fact, and on the spot. I believe it could very well be a *map*, specifically a rudimentary one of a portion of Frank Park around Bill Mountain and Falmouth Creek, pointing in fact to this very spot on Concreek in symbolic fashion. Let’s take a look…


So here’s the scene now just below the root end of Concreek’s floating tree on The Island (compare with here). The broken off rhododendron branches, 3 in number, certainly *appear* to be placed here on purpose by human/humanoid hands, but, as they say, the medium is the message. This is land art, but also a communication, more direct and unambivalent. As I said, I believe it is a map. One of the first things I noticed upon stumbling on this configuration is that the two larger rhodo branchs were placed one behind the other, but with a certain distance between them. I interpreted this as one *following* the other, and thought of the aliens following *me* across the road from Bill Mountain and to Falmouth Creek across The Way. Notice that the rhodo branch closest to the floating tree’s bottom is prominently forked, and that a 3rd, smaller rhodo branch lies above the forked branch in the following photo. I interpreted this — again all this fell together or happened almost “at once” — as the path I created to Falmouth Creek and the art happening (set up bottles in a metal circle) there at Old Baker Settlement. I believe the “aliens” have taken the fork from the main path or road running alongside Bill Mountain and across The Way (represented by the 2 larger rhodo branches) and have gone to the art event to take a peek, at least in a remote way (perhaps through the pictures and texts of this blog). At any rate, they wanted to communicate this knowledge to me through the map. And continuing down the main fork would bring them to Concreek, and they had to come here obviously to place the branches — i.e., make their map. I know this sounds odd, but that’s what I strongly believe it is. And it is akin to crop circles in that the circles tend to use the same fields year after year to affect their own brand of alien-to-human communications. Needless to say I’ll be paying close attention to this floating tree in the months and years to come, with any further messages chronicled for this blog. At least I *hope* that’s what they want me to do.


One more thing I should mention about this configuration. There also appear to the right of the smallest of the 3 broken off rhodo branches two slender but quite sturdy “roots”, looking almost like antennae. This didn’t seem natural either, and I couldn’t figure out if these two very similar “branches” were actually roots or stems of some plants, or if they were broken off in the first place. I may have to return to this spot for more investigating, then.


Shifting now to a totally new blog location, we have Fi, certainly not as mysterious as Concreek yet, but still worthy of inclusion here. The place is in Frank Park once more, and somewhat between Norris Branch and Whitehead Crossing, southwest of the Woods of Howl. The two creeks involved, both tributaries of Green Stream like Whitehead Brook and Concreek, have also not be discussed in this blog yet, but come together not far downstream from the site of the below pictures (which seem to indicate several lichen tinted, derelict *temples*) These are just some preliminary photos, and I’ll return to this location soon for more blog storytelling. A preliminary name for this “temple” site is Fifill, and there seems to be a complementary and perhaps antagonistic Fifole to deal with here as well in this Land of Fi.



Solitary white rock that seems to be an indicator of something.


Tree mushroom.



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Whitehead X-ing 04, NORRIS

Old road leading out of Whitehead Crossing to the south. Unusable now, of course. But did it once service a human dwelling spot in the area? Wish I had a time machine where I could go back in the past to see!


This old road meets with Main Path (main or really only hiking path in the general Whitehead Crossing area) at this spot, which could be a type of proper entrance to Whitehead X-ing itself if it was a public place. It’s definitely not, however — want to keep this location hidden as much as possible down through the years.


This is a shot of the Main Path, which we’ve headed north on from the last picture about 50 yards or so to reach this area where it winds through some interesting rocks.


We now move away from Whitehead X-ing to Norris Brook. I was very disappointed to find that the largest temple of Dongoba had collapsed or *been* collapsed since I last visited in the fall, probably.



Since the tall, 5 rock Dongoba temple, or, properly, a cairn (as are all the temples here, properly speaking again) has also been knocked over, I’m strongly thinking that vandalism is the reason involved.


My mind turned back to the crosses made near the mouth of the creek and also on the central rock, as 1st pictured in another Baker Blinker Blog post. I’ve reposted the latter photo here. I’m thinking that the Christian humans who made the crosses might have also come across this temple complex and thought them to be idols to a false god. Crazy concept… or what actually happened?


It then occurred to me that I could move these temples back to Whitehead Crossing and rebuild them. So I returned across the ridge to examine my new home base closer. I entered from the south again, Green Stream below me now.


But I didn’t make it into the heart of the community again, halted by further exploration of this stream. So many rocks here for such a relatively small flow of water! Very similar to what I encountered at the the 2nd Portal on Spoon Fork the week before, except the rocks were not as large nor widespread. Still a comparison can be made.



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The first “WIS” map (but not the last?).


“WIS”, pronounced like “wiz” (center center), is the 3rd, hidden element of the triangle whose 2 known points are Health [Lake] (right center) and Wealthy [Mtn.] (top center). We do not even know what kind of element WIS is presently. It is a black hole I believe Hucka D. wants to say here. WIS exists in the gap between Herman Park, seen as north in the above map, and Frank Park, south on the map. I am not unconvinced that Whitehead Crossing (SW of WIS) won’t be the main station for these parks in future times, as I move more out in the woods at retirement (8 years if all goes well; *I* will be the Whitehead in the Woods (!)). WIS is close to Whitehead Crossing but not the same. WIS is close to Wealthy Mtn. but not the same. Close to Health Lake but… not the same. It is in a gap in a map which does not logically make sense topographically but does psychologically. It is a hole that everything folds around, like flower petals.

All I can do is move from Frank/Herman Park focus to Frank/Herman Park focus. A new focus is Falmouth Creek (lower right corner of map). I’ve now determined that the original village on this creek was called Old Baker Settlement. I have a rough picture for now; it exists in the basic center of Falmouth Creek, about equidistant from both source and mouth. Old Baker Settlement, or what remains of it (ruins) is white-ish rocks in a moss bank below a clump of trees.



We’ll get to more of the story behind Old Baker Settlement (OBS) shortly. Hopefully I’ll be able to take more pictures of Falmouth this weekend, despite the continued cold weather, PHEH. On the bright side, I’m definitely going to England once more. I had a panic attack in the middle of the night, and started thinking negatively about the trip. Now I’ve turned around again. Analysis of Falmouth collages is helping. Falmouth is centering — in Avebury. Might Avebury have something to do with Old Baker Settlement?

Falmouth, Indiana which lies on the line between Rush County (west) and Fayette County (east) was originally called Old Baker Settlement. That’s obviously where I got the name. The synchronicity to this, ‘coz there’s always synchronicities when it comes to Frank and Herman Park names it seems, is that the ridge separating Falmouth and Second Life Pond (named later) acts as a peculiarly extended *block* between more public land around that pond and Falmouth Creek, essentially and effectively isolating the creek while allowing it to be quite proximate to tourist attractions in Frank Park, Second Life Pond basically. So I decided to name this ridge Block Ridge, then remembering Old Baker Settlement as an original name for a US Falmouth, decided to change this to Bloch Ridge, after my main Second Life avatar Baker Bloch. Second Life Pond, lying on the other side of this ridge from Falmouth Creek, is named immediately after this, then. Second Life Pond is the origin place for not only Baker Bloch but also Baker Blinker, who was my original, dominant Second Life avatar during my first half year or so of involvement in that virtual reality. When I moved to mainland SL from Azure Islands in Fall 2008, Bloch, the male, took over as the dominant one. The story of my avatars is found in the Where Are We On That art exhibit I still have up in my flickr site. Accompanying the first two stories about Baker Blinker and Baker Bloch in that exhibit is a 3rd story about Hucka Doobie, in case you’ve ever wondered about *his* origins (this is the same as Hucka D.), and then Esbum Michigan and Wilsonia Foxclaw, my final two avatars I was using at the time. After the exhibit was created, I made 2 more Second Life avatars: Karoz Blogger (formed right after the exhibit) and, about a year later, my last one called Bracket Jupiter.

Hucka D.:

I heard my name and woke up. Howdy baker b. Heard you talked to Headburro Antfarm for the first time in a long time.


Yes. I just asked him if there’s a virtual reality out there to rival Second Life yet, at least as far as making pictures and galleries go. He suggested Minecraft, but I’m not sure it is a rival yet to SL, or will be in the future. The best hope is to attach something directly to a web browser, with a first person viewpoint and simply getting rid of the avatar.

Hucka D.:

But that wouldn’t be any fun.


Maybe not for me, but it would make things easier for people to see your work.

Hucka D.:

Oh you can’t do that. You have to have Second Life. What about the Pietmonds??


Yeah. Not sure. But back to Falmouth, if you want to talk about them. Second Life Pond, a logical name for reasons I can’t go into here involving the *actual* name of the pond. Another virtual reality.

Hucka D.:

Maybe that should be your new virtual reality. Is it still around?


Check the link I just made with your last sentence.

Hucka D.:

I’ll check it later. It was just a rhetorical question anyway. Second Life began in that pond in Frank and Herman Parks. Bloch Ridge blocked Baker Blinker from proceeding over the hill to Falmouth. Only Baker Bloch exists in the attached collage series[ Falmouth 02 and Falmouth 04]. Falmouth 01 02 03 04 is Old Baker Settlement. So, yeah, it *is* the same as Avebury, if you will. Falmouth is Avebury.


There’s Lean Rock in the creek just below OBS.


There was the mysterious writing “Fi” in a rhododendron leaf at OBS as well.


Hucka D. (guessing):

Hifi. Or High Five.


This is a picture of a cascade on a creek just north of Falmouth, just over another ridge, or I gues it is an extension of the same ridge [Bloch Ridge]. This creek lies between Falmouth and Gnirps.


Hucka D.:

That’s a pretty cascade. A popular vacation spot for toy avatars, much like Gnirps nearby. They stay away from Second Life Pond and Second Life Creek, however, because of the humans. Humans and toy avatars as yet do not mix.


I can imagine. So there are toy avatars at Falmouth?

Hucka D.:

Oh yes. Mouse and Shark. Bart and Lisa. Baker Bloch and Baker Bloch. Red Lion man/woman and Man/Woman. Hand. Non-President R. Booger Hayes. Sunfish. Patrick Star and his friends. Lots of toy avatars.


So it’s the same as the characters in the Falmouth collage series. The 2 Baker Blochs which are actually different Baker Blochs, for example.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Non-President Booger Hayes wants to speak with us again soon. He has some ideas about Falmouth.


What of the other parts of Falmouth presently? — Visible I., Stream’s End, the unnamed spring which contains the mossy bank with *no* rocks, unlike OBS.

Hucka D.:

That’s a black hole. And the spring is a black hole. Rush.


How about X-Ray. Or Ray-dium, the follow-up?


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Spacial, er Special


When people ask me about the spacial relationships between Frank and Herman Park locations I mention in this and the Baker Blinker Blog, I usually tell them to f— off.

Hucka D.:

Wise decisions. But this time you’re showing a map. Why? Is it because you’ve found *the center*? Have you found the heart of the heart of Frank and Herman Parks, baker b.?


Not sure about that, Hucka D. But I think I’ve found Diamond. The legendary Diamond. Priceless indeed. We know from long ago that Frank Park has a set price, a very high price but a figure can be named, given enough time. Herman Park is in contrast priceless. Now I’ve found the priceless Diamond, but inside Frank Park. It should have been in Epsi but instead there I find a piece of ordinary glass with the word “Epsi” on it — “P” removed.

Hucka D.:

That’s then also Pepsin, baker b.


I get that. With an extra letter instead of a letter removed.

Hucka D.:

Dirty Dozen.


So instead of Coke, Virginia next to Ordinary and Glass, it should have been Pepsin. But the words were switched, and Pepsin moved to Missouri and positioned near Diamond, close enough for me to make the association. But The Diamond is that special special rock in Methril, Hucka D. Obvious now that I’ve revisted the place and taken blog pictures. Next might be a marble race event.

Hucka D.:

I think you have to. Interact with the energies of the hill in that way.


And I think there may even be some kind of Bee’s Line up there, Hucka D. Can you tell me more as of now? Since I probably won’t be able to get up there for about 2 weeks at least.

Hucka D.:

Methril will throw open doors. Make you forget about the aliens on Bill Mountain. That’s the main purpose, or a main purpose. The Diamond was held in reserve. You knew about it but you didn’t really *know* about it.


Welcome Back!

In Tolkien’s Middle-earth, mithril is extremely rare by the end of the Third Age, as it was now found only in Khazad-dûm. Once the Balrog destroyed the kingdom of the Dwarves at Khazad-dûm, the only source of new mithril ore was cut off. Before Moria was abandoned by the Dwarves, while it was still being actively mined, mithril was worth ten times its weight in gold.[2] After the Dwarves abandoned Moria and production of new mithril stopped entirely, it became priceless.

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