I mentioned on Monday that Leona and I had headed to nearby Wabash last week. On the way, we stopped at Hanging Rock.
What, you ask, is Hanging Rock? I had not heard of it either, until Leona sent me a photo and this tale about it through Facebook:
On the Wabash River east of Lagro is a huge out-cropping of limestone, one hundred feet in height overhanging the river. The top is somewhat rounded by erosion. A portion of the rock has one side rudely torn away by the river that flows at its foot. This is Hanging Rock, rich in the tradition, history, and lore of Wabash County. It was here that Wy-nu-sa, a Miami Indian maiden, died. She thought she was in love with two handsome, strong braves. Both were deeply in love with her. She was unable to decide which one to marry. The two young suitors fought a duel at the top of Hanging Rock to see which one would win her affections. On a moonlit night in October the two men met in combat at the top of Hanging Rock to fight for her love. The battle raged on and on until finally one brave fell to his death. The victor came over to Wy-nu-sa to claim his bride. When she saw who won she screamed, “I do not love you. You have killed my own true love. I cannot live without him!” At this point, she ran to the edge of the rock and jumped off onto the rocks below. As she lay dying, she reached for her true love and touched his hand as she died. Hanging Rock is one of the few lovers leaps to be found west of the Appalachian Mountains. Thanks to Jared Cordes for this picture. Compare the people in the picture to the size of the rock.
Leona had been to Hanging Rock several times over the years (maybe she’ll chime in with more anecdotes in the comments), so she knew how to get there. We pulled into a small parking area along the Wabash River, and enjoyed this informative new sign.
I looked over to see the rock. Hmmmm, it was pretty hard to see with all the foliage. Leona took a reading break in the van while I headed up to experience Hanging Rock first-hand.
First, another nice sign explaining more about the site.
Heading Up to Hanging Rock
Once I started up the quite-rustic path, Hanging Rock started to come into view much better. It was a really steep, but thankfully short, hike up to the top.
Once up there, there was a great view of the Wabash River. Can you just imagine the two Indian braves dueling?
I enjoyed the view for a bit, but only for a bit — both because I didn’t want to keep Leona waiting, and because I heard some … errr, “hooligans” in the area (if you look closely, you’ll see a glimpse of one at the bottom of the photo). I didn’t really want to attract their attention.
As is often the case in situations like this, getting down is every bit as precarious as getting up! I should also note that I really felt this trek in my legs the next few days 🙂
Then it was on to lunch. But I thoroughly enjoyed our stop at Hanging Rock. If your travels take you to northeast Indiana, try stopping by sometime.