For the past 3 days we have been traveling through the farmlands of Indiana, Illinois, Iowa, and have stopped in Grand Island, Nebraska. Some of the land is flat, but a lot of it is rolling. The farm houses are usually big, and the barns are bigger. But before I say any more about that, I must tell you about our first night on this leg of our journey. We spent that night in Wheeling, West Virginia, a beautiful city. It is on the bank of the Ohio River, and the National Road went through there over the longest suspension bridge in the country. It is still in use. It was built in the early or mid 1800’s.

The problem with Wheeling is that it is so hilly that we couldn’t find anything. We drove into town looking for a Best Wes n that my book said was there but wasn’t. Then we drove back east looking for a hotel, taking the wrong exit that went nowhere near any hotels. By the time we got settled, Doug was pretty tense. We went back and forth through this tunnel that went through the mountain to town.
In Columbus, Ohio, there was a section that was settled by Germans, and has been refurbished to look like the original brick houses built by the settlers. Now, of course, there are many quaint shops and restaurants.
After that we discovered a place called Clifton Gorge. We were looking for an old mill, but the gorge was an accidental gem of a place. Here is a great picture of that:

It doesn’t look like a Colorado gorge because it is filled with trees, as you can see. The water rushes just the same, though. (This is in Ohio.) There were lots of trails, but we didn’t have the time to take them.