Day 3, Pt.1 - Fort Recovery

Day three dawned with a mixture of drizzle and rain. Long day ahead, so no time to waste trying to wait-out the weather. I started toward Ft. Recovery...


(pic #1) ...site of two decisive battle in the U.S. Army's war against the Native American Indians. In 1791 General St. Clair lost 700 of his 900 man force in a battle against unified tribes on a triangle of land in the Wabash River, suffering the worst defeat ever by the U.S. Army. Two years later General Wayne built Fort Recovery and withstood an attack by the same tribes, breaking the Native American alliance and leading to the end of resistance in this section of the Northwest Territories. Congress later erected this monument over the graves of the Army troops killed during the two battles.


(pic #2) The obelisk is 1/5th the size of the Washington Monument. The clouds parted for a moment to reveal some blue skies.


(pic #3) The statue represents The Frontiersman. Being part Native American Indian myself, I have mixed feelings about these vicious, brutal, murderous white invaders. But I do think he looks rather heroic (in spite of his obvious case of constipation). His choice of Go-Go boots and knee-length dress with fringe certainly makes a bold statement.


(pic #4) I think maybe someone should have considered the possibility of monetary inflation before they set the fine in stone... I think $5 is probably a real bargain for those wishing to deface a genuine Congressional Monument.


(pic #5) Reconstruction of one of the block houses at old Fort Recovery. The museum on-site houses an impressive collection of Native American Indian arrow heads etc. spanning several millenia.


(pic #6) Judging by the repeating pattern of red and white circles, I'm guessing this might have possibly but not necessarily have been an early Target store.


(pic #7) Two beautiful steers watch as I approach the Indiana border.


(pic #8) Gravel roads began almost immediately upon crossing the Ohio-Indiana border. Road is a mixture of dirt, sand, and gravel up to the size of a large grape. This road was very well compacted, so riding was really quite easy.


(pic #9) The soybean fields on either side of the road were lined with a brilliant display of thistles, dock, wild morning glories, and other assorted "weeds'. These morning glories ranged in colors from whites to pinks to reds to purples to blues. Quite a beautiful selection.