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Historic Neely’s Canyon

(Updated below.)

A longtime resident, who was an archaeologist in a previous incarnation, ventured into the canyon years ago on an old trail and returned to describe some interesting things.

Among them, apparent Native American campsites (hearths & middens) and the remains of an old house that could have belonged to one of the area’s famous “cedar choppers,” folks who in the 1930s and on into the 1950s cut up mountain cedar (really juniper) to make charcoal which they sold in burlap bags.

I won’t identify the resident because the condo board of directors doesn’t want us owners/residents venturing into the canyon.

UPDATE: Oops. Turns out the archeo found this stuff in Caprock Canyon, about a mile south of Neely’s. Alas and alack. He says they probably also exist in Neely’s Canyon but he’s seen no evidence of it. “I believe,” he wrote me, “indigenous peoples occupied the (Neely’s) area in short seasonal intervals for perhaps thousands of years…very short in duration & maintained by small groups… In short the human fingerprint on the area would have been faint.”

Neelys of Neely’s Canyon

Clyde Verry Neely, that is. Still a bit of a mystery man to us but we know that he owned the land Neely’s Canyon Condominiums was built upon beginning in 1981.

We don’t know how long he owned the land nor much about his wife Annie May Rogers, and we haven’t found any descendants. But the search has just begun.

UPDATE: Clyde and Annie May are buried in the Elgin City Cemetery, according to Find-A-Grave. She apparently died in 1982, just about the time the developers of Mesa Village won an appeal to the Texas Supreme Court of a $62,000 jury judgement against them to the Neelys for flooding caused by the development. The Supremes overturned it and ordered the trial court to reconsider and the Neelys wound up with $2,000 which probably didn’t cover their court costs. According to a longtime resident of Neely’s Canyon Condos, when we get a periodic Hill Country frog strangler you can hear the ghost of Annie May, in the vicinity of their old home, cursing Mesa Village. Ought to be cursing the Supremes, too.

Tidbit remodel guy

…is due in an hour or so. Unclear to me whether this is for an estimate or actually getting the work done. Will find out. And Bar has a job interview (via Skype or some such) in the early afternoon. Busy day ahead.

UPDATE:  Tidbit done, expensively, but I couldn’t risk stringing fairy lights across a 15-foot-tall back porch with my balance problems, rehanging a window screen in scorpion heaven (i.e. a rock shelf), hanging two large mirrors correctly and drilling straight holes for ceramic pull knobs on kitchen cabinets. All done. The fairy lights (miniature LED Xmas lights) look cool on this overcast day. Bar’s work is yet to come.

MORE:  Bar says her interview went well. Results next week.

Kitchen fini?

The replacement has finished the crown and window molding and is due back today to paint it and a new six-panel solid wood door. That will do it. At last.

UPDATE:  Door on order until the 24th, molding getting painted.

MORE: All done but the door. Replacement took a iPhone snap of his work and shook my hand. I waited until he left and then washed it with soap and warm water. My preference to hand-sanitizers.

Painters reprise

Promised the neurotic, we’re back to the replacement, who rolled in at 10 a.m. for a wonder and claims he’ll be done by 5. No explanation from the contractor yet.

UPDATE:  At 4 p.m they still haven’t begun to spray paint, though it seems to be coming. Over by 5:30, they’re now saying. Contractor obviously sent them but he’s not admitting it. Really hard working with people who speak no or little English. They had done good work before so we kept hiring them.

The remodel next door…

…has been very loud, considering they were ripping up the carpet for hard wood and remodeling the kitchen. Turned out to be also cutting the tile off the fireplace surround and bashing in some drywall to…? Electric drills and sanders sound like they’re, well, next door. Thin walls we have. I keep waiting for one to come through our wall. While my promised painters still aren’t here.

Kitchen painting?

Supposedly, it goes down today. I’ll believe it when it happens. It’s been ten days, with a neurotic carpenter and a young, not very responsible replacement.

UPDATE: Seen hide nor hair of our replacement by 3:00. Told contratctor I want a replacement for the replacement. He’s for bringing back the neurotic tomorrow. Sigh.