Cincinnati, Ohio

One more hike for the morning at Hocking Hills State Park. I hiked the Rock House Trail, which was about a mile long round loop. Again, it was a steep climb down several steps to get to the bottom of the gorge. The Rock House is a series of carved caves with unique windows, and it was quite dark. The flashlight on my phone came in handy. There were many pigeons nesting inside the cave, and no doubt some bats for the evening. These sandstone carved caves were a perfectly secluded environment. The running waters left interesting rock formations, as well as mosses and ferns.

I was on the look for a farm stand to buy some produce, and came across an Amish farm. I purchased some tomatoes, and the young woman mentioned that they have fresh baked goods up at the farmhouse. So I drove up and was greeted and invited into the home. They had a lot of options, and Dad invited me to sit down while his daughter went to get cookies. I got a half a dozen of cookies and walnut-cinnamon sticky buns. If you want really good baked homemade items, find an Amish farm. They bake it, as you would, from scratch, and it was absolutely delicious. How gracious of these people to invite me in to their home. I sat in their living room having a brief conversation about my travels. They seemed quite open and friendly to me.

I found my way to Trammel Fossil Park north of Cincinnati. In order to keep comfortable I soaked in my t-shirt and soaked down JoJo so we were sopping wet. It's the only way I could have stood on this sloping hill in 90° as I was again on a mission to find fossils. The fossils in this area are 450 million years old. They were everywhere, and each rock was a fossil!!! I found some really great pieces.

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