Moving every few days doesn’t allow time for planning, and we need to think through where the coming meandering may take us. So, we reserved a house on a small lake in south-central Indiana through May but had a few days to kill before check-in.
Having thoroughly explored the resorts at French Lick, we were looking for something more…, well, “remote,” for the in-between stop.
Back out on the country roads we went, for a 50-mile drive east to Borden, IN.
“Top of the Rock” cabin
Boy howdy, did we find it. We met our host at “Base Camp” (the bottom of the knob), where we transferred our things to their vehicle for the ride to the top. The car stays parked below. How about that for remote?
There’s a series of decks built into the exposed side of the rock. The view from the upper deck is incredible!
With the view and the nature all around us, we found no need to call the hosts to provide transportation down the road, choosing instead to remain at the top and immerse ourselves in the scenery. From the song of an Eastern whip-poor-will outside the kitchen window each night, to the dozens of soaring hawks and buzzards cruising right under, in-line with, or over our decks – or heck even landing on the rail or roof with a thud! – it was just soothing. Err, except on our walks, if we stepped off the path – ticks! (gross)
There were several paintings of horses and cowboys in the cabin and hoofprints on the trails. Susie was in seventh heaven. Ha!
One day, after 2.5 miles of tracking hoofprints, we discovered what happens when someone locks the knob on a door that’s equipped with an electronic lock.
That’s right, you can’t get back in.
Hey, I can see our cell phones in there…
Faced with walking back down the knob – Lords knows how far that was – our lucky captain (he calls himself “fat boy”), found a window that could be opened and the needed ladder to reach it. Then the game began!
The morning of our departure for the lake house, the buzzards stopped by one more time. Todd swears he heard them say, “I know, up close, we need some head feathers! Kind of like the captain!”
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