
For fall break this year, we decided to rent an AirBnb in Hocking Hills, Ohio. I didn't want to camp because our schedule is so insanely busy and camping just adds so much time on prep (the week before fall break was my busiest one of the semester plus Neil was traveling). And then when fall break finally rolled around I was SO glad we weren't camping because I was really sick and then Neil got it too...more about that later bc it was Covid and I was REALLY sick by the end.

We left Thursday morning and drove to Ohio, then did some hiking at Conkle's Hollow that afternoon. It was so beautiful and the trees were just a few days away from their peak!

It was a pretty quick hike, just a couple of miles, so we decided to do the gorge trail as well, which wasn't super appealing to us because it was paved and pretty busy--but gosh the part AFTER the paved trail was soooo beautiful.

The next morning we started at Old Man's Cave and ran into some good friends from home!! Such a fun surprise! I was really not feeling well by this point so I kind of kept my distance a bit and was glad we were outside, but it was so fun to chat with them (I sat on a rock on the other side of a little water thing, haha, so some good social distancing).


We hiked around quite a bit and I'm sorry because I can't remember any of the names of these waterfalls; I was in kind of a haze of Dayquil by this point.

My tibia was also bothering me quite a bit because there were so many stairs, so I sat for awhile with Juliet watching this waterfall while everyone else hiked up to another waterfall. Maybe Broken Falls?


Kids and Neil all went up; I stayed on the ground.
And then Ash Cave; you can see Nathan and Matthew in the middle right of the photo but I just sat here with Luke and didn't go down. Probably popped another DayQuil.


Here's some pics of the cute little farmhouse we rented. I was SO glad we were staying there which I think I said to Neil about 8000 times. I had all these plans to stay up late playing board games with the kids, but in reality I was out for about 12 hours every night snoozing away with NyQuil feeling like absolute garbage. The bed was so heavenly comfy and I don't know what kind of shape I would have been in if we had been sleeping on the ground in 30-degree weather!

The barns were built before the Civil War; the house itself dates from the 1880s.
The backyard had orchards and grapevines and the cutest little fire pit.

And the inside was so delightfully quirky. Like this half door into the bathroom? Um, interesting...thankfully there was a much more modern bathroom just down the hall. But seriously, little cupboards and closets and steps everywhere; the kids LOVED exploring it.

Some of the original bits were REALLY small! Neil couldn't stand up straight in several of the rooms, including the loft upstairs, where most of the kids slept (and they thought it was so funny watching Neil try to fit his 6'5" self into this house).

All these stoves were operational but we didn't fire any up; I think it would be so fun though if you were staying here in January!


Tons of outbuildings to explore...

So pretty! We lived in Ohio until I was 15 and this reminded me so much of the landscape of my childhood.

Oh man I was just so thankful that we were not camping; I was able to hold it together thanks to the warmth and soft beds and running water. I did think a couple times that it was weird that I couldn't smell brownies baking or sausage cooking but thought it was just different ventilation from what I was used to at home. It did not dawn on me that I couldn't smell ANYTHING or taste about 60% of what I was eating until our last morning there and even then I still thought it was just a really awful cold because our kids had been sick the previous week and tested negative for Covid (we'd all had our bivalent boosters the month prior). I usually get much sicker than anyone else (thanks, asthma!!) so I just figured it was a standard reaction for me where the kids had a little cold and I was practically on my deathbed (and I'd just gone up 11% on my FTP test the previous week so I thought that's why all my Peloton workouts felt so much harder--they were supposed to be harder!).

On our last day we stopped by Rock House and Cantwell Cliffs on the way. Both were beautiful, but I was feeling so awful by this point that walking a mile felt like a marathon so we pretty much just did the minimum.


Rock House was very cool! It's the only actual cave in the whole area and did not disappoint.



And then we drove home and I took my millionth Covid test of the last two years and was shocked by my very first positive and then started rethinking everything I'd done all week and texting everyone I could think of that I'd come in contact with over the last week. Good times.































































