Hocking Hills

As I was biking through the Hocking Hills, I ran across Etta's Lunchbox Cafe and Museum. Yep, a lunchbox museum, a pretty fascinating display of lunchboxes through time. I learned that in the early 1980s the Reagan administration declared metal lunchboxes weapons and that's when the plastic ones started coming out. The cafe and museum are in this old building that has a grain elevator from when it was along the railroad. It had a roller skating rink and a movie theater. It was the gathering place for the area when it was a bustling coal area. The proprietor used to undercut coal company store prices and would gather groceries while the customers watched a movie.

The Hocking Hills kicked my butt. I had to walk up 2 hills. The place is amazing. It definitely made me feel like a small part of the world (a good thing), with the cliffs and hemlocks towering above me. Such beautiful rock formations and waterfalls.










One waterfall consumed one of my water bottles. I was attaching it to my camera bag and accidentally dropped it. It rolled down the path, over the side and into the water. The bottle went through a hole in the rock. The water was moving rapidly, so I thought I had lost my water bottle, but when I climbed down to the river, it was bobbing in the shallows.