One hour and approximately 14 singalong country songs later, I found myself turning into the parking lot at Old Man's Cave. Without any idea of what lay ahead, I unloaded, went off the grid (put phone on airplane mode), and hopped on the trail. What I saw, amazed me. Filled with waterfalls, caves, trees, and natural rain showers, I could hardly believe I was still in the state of Ohio--let alone a mere hour from landlocked Columbus. The trails were populated but not crowded, and there were plenty of little pups for me to pet! It was heavenly. Best of all, I knew that after only five miles of exploration I hadn't even scratched the surface of what this place has to offer. So, until next time, check out a sampling of the photos and locate your tent because this summer, we're goin' granola.
Disclaimer--I was not behind the carving of these initials, although they do match my own
[All images by CGM for Broho Style]
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