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Without Garmin, I navigated the old fashioned way and watched, not always
successfully, for route markers. The planned route home was basically
US-62 to US-22. South of Canton, that means Amish country. Three of the
better known towns in the area are Winesburg, Berlin, and Millersburg.
Winesburg, Ohio, was not the model for Sherwood Anderson's novel of that
name. That was Clyde, Ohio; A town on Friday's path. There are a few antique
shops in Winesburg but, for the most part, it looks like a real town.
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Berlin is less like a town and more like a shopping mall.
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Millersburg is the seat of Holmes County and remains a somewhat normal
town. If you're trying to read the signs on the posts by the court house,
this should help. Horses haven't been able to get
a drink at the courthouse since the watering trough was removed in 1939.
It's back but only as a decoration.
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Just a few miles east of Danville, I was surprised by a sign proclaiming
the "Longest Covered Bridge in Ohio". I'm not an authority but
this didn't seem right to me. I turned around to check it out and there it
was: the 370 foot "Bridge of Dreams" on the
Mohican Valley Trail. It was once a railroad bridge but
has been covered and converted to foot and horse traffic. When the "Bridge
of Dreams" was dedicated
in 1999, the longest covered bridge in the state that supported automobile
traffic was a 234 foot bridge over the Grand River in Ashtabula County.
That bridge was replaced in 2008 by a
613 foot wonder that not only regained
the state title but took over the national title, too.
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The signs in Danville show that the
Amish Country Byway, a National Scenic Byway, uses
part of US-62.
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Construction detours played havoc with my attempts to follow US-62 signs
through Columbus. I twice got caught in a circle before giving up and heading
for I-71. I picked up Sixty-Two a few miles south of the city. Nothing
new caught my eye on the way to Washington Court House where I switched to
US-22. Nothing new or eye catching there, either, so I took a picture of
something old and familiar. I turned off of the current US-22 to follow
the Old 3-C Highway through Foster. I used to live in Foster and this was
my view as I headed to work each morning.
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