Indiana to Kentucky, again

I found the best campsite in Hoosier National Forest: Buzzard Roost, up above the Ohio River, right on the state line. Hops and I hiked down to the riverbank – this is a very steep and rocky trail, requiring the use of hands and feet to scramble, and it was muddy, so although a pretty short walk, it was an exciting one. Hops is afraid of waterfalls. It was beautiful.

Hops at the Ohio

grottos and caves

come on, he says

this tiny frog, smaller than a dime, is actually from a different hike

I saw lots of fireflies, wild turkeys, and box turtles. I think I helped five box turtles across the road just on the way in & out of the campsite.

On our way out, we stopped in the Harrison-Crawford State Forest for another hike (see frog above).

We stopped at a brewery for lunch, where thank goodness they had a sidewalk table in the shade for us, because whew, it is hot again.

sidewalk shade

Hops apparently tired

sights like this confuse me: it seems very natural until I remember we’re not in Texas anymore, Toto

I thought I’d visit another significant tree, but oops, the Constitution Elm in Corydon, Indiana is now the Constitution Elm Stump.

And then we made the proper crossing of the Ohio River into Kentucky, the twenty-second state of this journey and, I think, the last (new) state of this chapter of our trip.