Somewhere (else) in RI, shortly after the Fort Ninigret incident, I went for a walk one day, somewhere in RI. Somewhere around Charlestown, where it’s allowed.
A hiking trail I can’t recall the name of. Lots of stone rows and piles of stones on stone. Hilly and rocky and this is just a few of them. Walking back I happened to look down and I found a flint spearhead right in the middle of the trail.