I stumbled upon Mr. Konieczny’s favorite deer-hunting spot near Pleasant Hill Lake. That’s what it said on a small green plaque his best friend anonymously placed there in his honor. The words on the plaque provided an inkling of the kind of man Mr. Konieczny was — a kindred spirit, perhaps.
The fact that his best friend thought enough of him to place that plaque in a remote spot in the woods speaks volumes about the kind of guy Mr. Konieczny must have been. It’s the best we can do in life to have friends like that.
Mr. Danals left his own mark in the woods. Apparently in 1956.
I have no idea who he is or was. He might still be alive for all I know.
I had come across Mr. Konieczny’s plaque at the very beginning of today’s three-hour walk in the woods. Toward the end of my hike, I came upon a beech tree along a ridge above State Route 95 with Mr. Danal’s name carved into the bark. Above the name was what appears to be the year he did it.