I grew up near the Appalachian Mountains, the oldest mountains in the US. When little, we camped on the ridges above “The Grand Canyon of Pennsylvania”. In fact, when I was very little, I rolled out from under the tent’s side where my parents and sisters were sleeping. So the story goes, they found me missing at daybreak and went looking for me. I was under the picnic table which visitors had moved to the edge of the cliff. The story goes that I was within inches of death or breakfast and I must have chosen breakfast. (I was very, very little, but had a huge appetite they told me.)
When I became a mom, I took my child to the same area. She was about 2, around the same age I was in the camping story. We spent most of the day with her little shovels and pail, digging in the topsoil near some bushes over where forest started. When the shovel I was using bent to almost breaking, I used my fingers to uncover this unusual rock.
Bigger than my fist , this heavy rock looks like it was dipped into different geological materials. Parts of it have flakes attached. Parts have smaller rocks embedded into it. Parts are unrecognizable to me. I still have it.
Since the Appalachians were supposedly formed from volcanic activity millions of years ago, I wondered if it was a metamorphic rock?
If I can get some pictures taken, could you tell me more about the kind of rock it is?