by Emmanuel Joseph
It is a long, rough, road to travel, but every day, the Smith family of Codrington, St. John takes the one and a half mile lonely trek a place they call home, located in the most unlikely place.
Their wooden house is perched on top of a hill in the middle of a vast expanse of a forested area where the nearest home stood beyond a river and can only be reached by foot about half mile away.
The view is breathtaking.
Julian Smith was at home when a team from Barbados TODAY arrived after a painstakingly slow, careful and bumpy drive along the rocky path sandwiched between trees and bush.
Smith, a tree trimmer by profession, said he and his mother, brother, sister, sister’s little son and mother’s partner, occupied the home.
“My father put this house here years and years ago and I took it over with my mother. I have been living here for past 20 years,” said the 37 year-old man.
He said he and everyone else in the home walked the long track every day, even at night when the path is very dark.
Smith also said the only one who did not walk, was his sister, who drove to and from work.
“It is extreme dark at night, especially if you walk further along the track under those trees. You can’t even see your hands,” he added Smith.
Standing next to Smith in his verandah, the panoramic scene permits one to see districts in St. John and St. Philip, including Consett Bay, St. Mark’s Church, Coach Hill, Society, Sealy Hall and St. Philip’s Parish Church.
Pointing to the jungle like valley below where their home stood, he told this newspaper that the sloping hills once boasted of sugar canes at one period and a dairy and vegetable farm at another.
“There used to be a lot of cows down there and people used to grow vegetable too, but now as you can see, it is just tall trees and bush,” declared the tree trimmer.
Smith said , too that the area is used by nature trail walkers every weekend. He also pointed out that there had been a major influx of African snails recently.
He remembered that one rainy day in particular, a “thick sheet” of snails all but blocked his path while on his way home through the track.
However, he noted that he loved where he lived and was liked to walk the long, lonely, dark rocky unpaved road, “cause walking is good and I am not frightened.”
“It is very quiet here and the view is very good,” he stated.