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.

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.

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

“on this spot, beneath the shade of the elm, the Constitution of Indiana was framed in June 1816. this tree lived until 1925, attaining a height of 50 feet, a trunk diameter of five feet and a spread of 132 feet. this monument was erected in 1936”

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.

Indiana/Kentucky, a friend and a show

Whew, the states are just flying by… from Illinois into Indiana, where I stayed a few days with a friend, and together we ran down into Kentucky to see Hamilton at the Kentucky Center for the Arts in Louisville. Whaaat!! I have been looking forward to this show for many months – like, from back before I moved into this van. As well as looking forward to seeing this friend again!

We had a good visit, catching up on all the things that we don’t find time to talk or chat online about in our regular lives. I got to meet some lovely children. And oh, the show… will be reviewed eventually at my book blog, and I’ll repost here when that happens. (It will be a while.) In a nutshell, it was pretty much everything I hoped it would be. It was well worth it to know the soundtrack in advance, and that soundtrack was enriched during the live performance. I am the luckiest woman.

Upon leaving dear Jacinda, I made a stop in Bloomington to see the track where the Little 500 bike race (of Breaking Away fame) takes place. (The quarry that figures in the movie has since been filled in.)

Little 500 track

And on down the road…

Iowa to Missouri

I was decidedly rained out of Sugar Bottom (the Iowa City area trail system that I wanted to try). So we puttered around town a little, visiting the University of Iowa campus just to say I’d been to the Iowa Writer’s Workshop, and because campuses are often so sweet.

Then I walked around town a little bit, making a point to visit Prairie Lights (sorry, no pictures), another fine bookstore – I restocked on cards and postcards, so holler if you’ve been left out of correspondence so far! And I couldn’t resist the Jamaican food truck on the way: jerk chicken is my go-to, but I’m always most excited about the plantains.

All of this walking (with Hops on campus, alone to the bookstore) was in the rain, of course. It rained for some 20 hours everywhere I went. Boy was I excited when the rain stopped.

We crossed another state line –

and I had a plan to camp for the night, but the Mississippi River got to it first.

my campsite was to be at the end of that road.

(Did I mention it has been raining?)

All ends well, though.