Thursday, December 2: I took only one photo yesterday – and that didn’t come out well, so you miss the scenery from Missouri and Illinois. That’s the problem when I know the driving day is going to be too long – I don’t stop for photos I know I’d like, like the St. Louis Arch, the rolling hills of Missouri, the flatness of Illinois farmland. I spent Wednesday night at Blackwell Horse Camp, south of Bloomington, Indiana in Hoosier National Forest – dark, quiet, level, and free. Getting in well after dark, I didn’t do much besides heat some supper, read a bit, and sleep. In the morning, here I was – and there were riders heading out.
The first part of my drive today was through the National Forest and rural Indiana – hilly, and not always paved, but the scenery was worth it. Having missed a turn that wasn’t labeled the way I was expecting, I turned around, stopping in Houston at the old schoolhouse – no, not the Houston in Texas!
I didn’t write down where this amazing mural was:
The sun was setting when I stopped in Waterford, Ohio, about 20 miles from Marietta, where I am visiting friends. It got to be truly spectacular – but by then I was on narrow, winding roads with no place to pull off for photos.