We drove on from West Virginia and back into Ohio (these “welcome to” photos are never that great, but it’s hard to take a good picture through the window of a moving vehicle), as we made our way home.
A few stops remained, the first being Hopewell Culture National Historical Park.
If you’ve never heard of this place, don’t feel bad. I hadn’t either. When I mention that it involves “mounds,” does that give you more of an idea what is here?
Yep, that’s right — mounds. Many mounds. Mounds made by the Hopewell Indians, about 2000 years ago. Wow. That’s the same time Jesus was busy over on the other side of the world.
There are many questions regarding these mounds: what exactly was their purpose? How did the indians create them? This isn’t the only place you’ll find indian mounds. They are in several Indiana sites, and we visited a mounds site near St. Louis several years ago.
We watched a video about the Hopewell mounds people inside the very nice visitor center. We walked around in the heat amongst the mounds. Several places, you could read more about the mounds if you wanted.
But here’s the thing: they are mounds. Of dirt. Maybe it’s just me, but a little of that goes a long way. I respect the work the Indians putting into making them, and also into making huge circles in the ground (the nearby Circleville draws its name from these). But I really don’t feel the need to commune with them for hours.
So. There it is, a brief stop at the mounds.
On the way out, daughter #2 spied the most amazing thing. She said she saw a camel! We turned around, drove back, and sure enough:
Somebody has a camel in his yard. Right next to the lightpost. I think I enjoyed this more than the mounds 🙂
Stay with me. There’s just one more stop before we get home. Anyone need a bathroom break?