In 2018 I will feature a random (yet alphabetical) selection of photos I have taken from my nearly 20 years of back roads travel in the United States and Canada. I may even throw in a few random shots from other trips to Japan, Mexico and the Philippines. My theme is called America’s Back Roads: A Grab Bag of Places in Pictures.
Idaho Potato Museum – Blackfoot, Idaho
Indian Falls Log Cabin Restaurant – Corfu, New York
Indian River Inlet Bridge – Bethany Beach, Delaware
Indian Paintbrush – Cool, Texas
Indianapolis Children’s Museum – Indianapolis, Indiana
Idan-Ha Drive In – Soda Springs, Idaho
Indian Head – Indian Head, Saskatchewan
Imes Covered Bridge – St. Charles, Iowa
Irma Restaurant – Cody, Wyoming
Interstate by William King – Council Bluffs, Iowa
Independence Hall – Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Island Hopping – Bohol and Cebu, Philippines
Illinois Route 66 – Staunton, Illinois
If you like what you see, you may want to check out my book: Less Beaten Paths of America: Unique Town Names, available on Amazon. My second book, Less Beaten Paths of America: Quirky and Offbeat Roadside Attractions, will be available in late April or early May 2018. Click on the photo below for more details or to get a copy of the book.
Every April, bloggers from all over the world participate in the April A to Z blog challenge, and you can too. It’s a lot of fun and it’s a great way to meet other bloggers. To play along, all you do is make a blog post for each letter of the alphabet during April, then visit as many other bloggers as you can.
I live to travel the back roads of America. These are the core of my travels around the United States and Canada. They always offer the best of everything: scenery, traffic conditions and a myriad of surprises.
To me, the definition of a back road is anything that is not an interstate highway. However, I prefer the kind that are two lane and in many cases don’t even have stripes down the middle. Those are the best! I am even happy to be on a gravel road at times!
In this day of GPS maps and tracking, taking a back road is all the more opportune! If I take a road and get lost, I can typically depend on my GPS to get me back on the road where I’m going. But, more often than not, I don’t care where I’m going, I just want to see where I’ve been.
Back roads are the threads and fibers of our country. Many might travel the big interstate to get from one place to another, but sometime along the way they will need to leave the highway and get on to a smaller road to get to their final destination. For me…the back road is ALWAYS my destination!
Back roads lead to numerous discoveries. I have driven back roads through every state in the United States (except for Alaska — I took a bus in Juneau, so does that count?) and always have come across something unique or interesting. I have driven through cornfields in Iowa and pineapple groves in Hawaii. I have seen many a wheat field in Montana and Saskatchewan. I love driving the roads through the mountains of Colorado, Montana and Idaho, but am just as happy on a desert road in New Mexico or Texas.
Sometimes my back road adventures are planned. I will have learned about something unique in a certain area and will try to go there via a back road. (You may want to check out my road trip from Bugtussle, KY to Bugtussle, TX — through Only, TN, for instance. See it HERE.) Other times, I just take a road and see where it leads. And that is often the most fun!
Not every back road leads me to where I want to go. I specifically recall a time on a trip in Missouri. Driving down the highway I saw a sign pointing to Romance. And as I turned there was also a sign pointing to Romance Church. Since it was only 2 miles down the road, I decided I would take the road to romance. It was a windy, narrow little road that eventually turned into a gravel road and by the time I got to the end of the road there was a large building with some people sitting out on the porch. It looked as if it might’ve been a church at one time, but it was obviously a residence. I believe that this was once the community of “Romance.” But there was nothing there indicating such and so to this day I claim that I took a road to Romance and it was a dead end.
On a similar trip in Missouri I saw another sign to a town called Success. Obviously, my penchant for wanting to go to towns with unique names has always sent me down those roads. I turned left out of the town of Houston, MO and headed down the 16 mile road to Success. Much to my surprise, all the way along the road I could see abandoned old trailers and rusty old cars littering both sides. Granted, this is in a section of the Ozarks that is known for its poverty. I finally made it to Success and even got a photo in front of the Success Post Office. But I learned quickly, that, at least in Missouri, the road to Success is not very glamorous.
One time, on a road trip with the family through Louisiana, we came across a café in the middle of nowhere. We decided to stop and maybe try some Cajun food. They had blackened alligator! None of us had ever eaten alligator. But what was more fun was the Cajun music that was being played. There was a Zydeco band with lots of dancing and some of the dancers actually came after my children and asked them to dance. It was a wonderful and totally unplanned experience that we would’ve never seen had we not taken a back road.
Back roads always lead to somewhere, even if it is only a dead end. However, you’ll never know what’s there unless you take one! Following are a few more photos of some of the back roads I have been on. I have hundreds of these, so this is just a sampling. Enjoy the ride…. and preferably on a back road!
While she rode, I visited a few of the places in the area. I had visited the area in 2008, including the town of Charm. (See my post HERE) In another trip in the early 2000s, we had also visited the unique town of Berlin. I never did a post about the town and hope to make it there again sometime in the future. On this particular visit, we didn’t make it to that part of Holmes County. Rather, we focused on the towns surrounding the bike trails, beginning with Fredericksburg, OH and ending in Danville, OH.
We took the five hour drive to Fredericksburg, OH, a small community of a little over 400 people. This is where the Holmes County trail begins at the northern end. I dropped Julianne off at the trailhead, which is located right near the town park.
Fredericksburg is home to two factories, Mrs. Miller’s Homemade Noodles and Robin Industries. Mrs. Miller’s Homemade Noodles specializes in various kinds of pasta as well as jams and jellies distributed throughout the United States. I saw three different facilities while driving around the town.
It is also a town frequented by the Amish and one can see their buggies around the town.
The town and surrounding area features Amish furniture shops, Amish cheese shops, and even a working blacksmith shop. (See shop list HERE) There is apparently a car wash that can also be used for the buggies.
From Fredericksburg, I drove south on OH County Road 192 to Holmesville which was the next town along the trail.
The drive to Holmesville went along some lovely cornfields and other farmland. The roadside was dotted with sunflower fields and wildflowers as well.
The Holmes County Trail is a unique bike trail in that bikers share the trail with Amish Buggies. The trails have signage for both and there were instances during the day where I saw both bikes and buggies.
The trail runs along some beautiful farmland (as did my drive). It made for a nice scenic ride for Julianne.
The next section of drive is along Ohio Highway 83 which goes to the larger town of Millersburg, OH, which is in the heart of Ohio’s Amish Country. There are many shops here and the town is just a few minutes west of Berlin. When I visited Berlin a few years ago, we visited the large Heini’s Cheese Chalet, but I had never written a post about it. Though I didn’t visit it on this trip (its address is in Millersburg, but it is actually closer to Berlin), here are a few photos from my visit in 2011.
Millersburg is also home to Hipp Station, the main information center for the Holmes County Trail. It houses the Millersburg Depot which contains a shop, information, refreshments, etc.
There are nice benches to relax and, as it is right on the bike trail, it is a good place to look at the bikers and buggies ride by.
A drive through Millersburg also provides a look at some old fashioned signs from the past. Its a quaint little town and there are even a few fun surprises!
I had fun seeing the old 70’s style Laundromat sign and the old 7 UP sign.
And then there is the fun surprise….Millersburg is a place where the streets (at least one of them) have No Name!
The final rideable section of the Holmes County Trail takes riders from Millersburg to the village of Killbuck, ending at the old Killbuck Depot on Main Street (OH County Road 622). Basically, I drove down US Route 62 (the Amish Country Byway) from Millersburg to the CR 622 turnoff. Its a nice drive and Killbuck is in a nice region of the county.
Julianne was fortunate to get into Killbuck just as a heavy duty thunderstorm emerged. We got her into the car dry as the deluge hit.
The Holmes County Trail from Killbuck to Glenmont is closed, so Julianne’s bike was loaded and we headed to Brinkhaven (via Glenmont), which is the beginning of the Mohican Valley Bike Trail and also home to the “Bridge of Dreams,” the second longest covered bridge in Ohio. I dropped Julianne off at the paved beginning of the trail near a tunnel that goes under US 62.
As Julianne rode down the trail, I returned to US 62 to head to the “Bridge of Dreams.” Just near the tunnel is one of the iconic Mail Pouch Barns. Many of these barns emblazoned with a Mail Pouch ad dot the southeast.
The Mohican Valley Trail is only a 4.5 mile stretch of bike trail that links the Kokosing Gap Trail (a 14.5 mile trail from Danville, OH to Mt. Vernon, OH) and the Holmes County Trail (currently connects to the primitive portion of the trail at the tunnel above).
The Mohican Valley Trail basically runs from Brinkhave, OH to Danville, OH. Its major feature, as noted above, is the 370 foot long “Bridge of Dreams.” This classic covered bridge is of interest to all and is easily accessible by car visitors as well.
The Bridge of Dreams was originally built in the 1920s as a railroad bridge, and covered in 1998. It is the second longest covered bridge in Ohio after the Smolen–Gulf Bridge over the Ashtabula River in NE Ohio (which I visited a couple of months before it opened in 2008 – see my photo HERE), and third longest covered bridge in the United States. The bridge is closed to motorized traffic but is often used by Amish buggies.