We left late today…decided to finish posting while I had internet. Our first stop was in the same park where we camped, Cave-in-Rock State Park. Does anyone want to take a guess at what we saw? Yes, it was a cave – 160 feet deep in a limestone bluff. I was afraid I might miss it as there were stairs everywhere, but obviously that would have been hard to do once I saw how big it was. It was once a hideout for river pirates after the Revolutionary War. They would lure pioneers into the cave and take their possessions and sometimes their lives. Fortunately now, it’s just a tour attraction. I met some nice people here who were visiting from the Chicago area, Don, Marilyn, and Vera. Marilyn said she missed the cave once because the water level was too high – I didn’t think of that. They recently completed a bike ride – 300 miles over a week, stayed in churches, and raised money for an orphanage in Haiti. Forty riders raised about $50,000. Kudos to them. I always tend to get the same few questions, “Are you camping by yourself?” and “How old are you?”. Some may ask where am I going and others ask, what does your mom think of this!
My next stop was at Pounds Hollow Recreation Area. I let the dogs walk in the shallows of Pounds Hollow Lake and then we went for a mile hike in the woods. It was very mossy and green. There was a rock overhang that provided shelter to hunters and explorers and then when loggers entered the area, the overhang received extensive use. A fence was built to coral oxen, horses, and mules, thus the name Ox-Lot Cave. I met a nice couple from Michigan there. They were traveling for 3 weeks to see different places around the area and were familiar with the Reader’s Digest Book. They told me that the area they lived in Michigan (northwest corner of the arm) should a scenic drive. They said if I get to the Holiday Gas Station look through the parking lot at the grey house – come knocking.
Our next stop was supposed to be Garden of the Gods, full of oddly shaped sandstone formations. Mushroom Rock, Anvil Rock, and Devils Smokestack are a few of the names given to the rocks. Unfortunately, the entrance road to the park was being resurfaced and it was closed. So we pressed onward. It actually gave me more time to get nearby the next drive that starts in Southeastern Indiana in Corydon. I noticed Corydon is only 25 miles from Louisville – horse country. I knew of a few horse trainers there from 20 years ago, so I called my horse friend Page, and asked if she had Rick’s phone number. She said, “No, but here is Bobby’s”. I couldn’t believe it. He was my horse trainer for several years. I knew he had moved to St. Louis and then to Louisville, but I had forgotten the Louisville part. I thought he was still in St. Louis. So, I called him up, and surprisingly, he and Karen were both home (not on the road at a horse show), and they graciously took me in for the night. Karen was the barn manager where I rode for years. We caught on the last 20 years, went out to the barn for a night check, and grabbed a quick dinner at Chili’s which was a welcome change from PB&J! It was so fun to see them and to be back at the barn. I love the smell of horses. I’m tempted to ride tomorrow morning before I leave!