As I said in the last post I had a couple of days to see the sights in Ohio before the AGM and I wanted to see and do as much as possible.
I left the motel in Wooster early and headed south toward Mohican State Park.
I found the country beautiful—green fields, large barns, and lots of roadside wildflowers.
I had decided to visit Mohican State Park. I picked up a map and started at the Fire Tower.
You can climb all the steps to just below the enclosed top level. This is a panorama view from the platform below there. It reminds me of visiting Texas hill country—large expanse and lots and hills, but no point of reference for someone who is used to living in a giant valley and knowing that it is bordered on the east and west by mountain ranges.
From near the top looking down.
Next I drove to the Covered Bridge and planned a hike.
I started on the trail to Big Lyons Falls. This is Wild Hydrangea, I think.
I love these hardwood forests because of all the shades of green that appear as the light changes.
There were several people at Big Lyons Falls where the river flows over a large rock overhang.
This is what it looks like from underneath the overhang and behind the water.
There were a lot of kids running through this water and I joined them.
I continued up the trail and took one more photo looking down on the falls.
On the upper part of the trail I found lots of colorful mushrooms.
Not mushrooms, but more evidence of the moisture in this forest.
I continued on the trail to the Pleasant Hill Dam. I was interested when I read that the spillway is called the Morning Glory. This is reminiscent of the Glory Hole at our own Lake Berryessa. It takes a lot of rain to overflow the Glory Hole and I’d say the same goes for the Morning Glory.
View from behind the dam looking south.
This was taken from the top of the dam also looking south. It is a big earthen structure and evidently requires a lot of mowing, which I’d say is a common pastime in Ohio.
On the way back through the forest.
I found a place for a selfie. Situate the camera on a fence, run down the trail to the bridge, and hope no one comes along to knock the camera off.
One more forest shot.
I finished this hike in the middle of the afternoon and got back on the road to visit some of the towns that I read about in Amish country.