Rockmill Part I

We went GeoCaching again today. The thing I love about it is you discover so many new places that you wouldn't have gone otherwise. We had gone to an old cemetery in the tiny burg of Mt. Zion. The oldest grave we found was of a 3 month old baby who died in 1810. The next time we go we are going to bring crayons and paper to do rubbing of the grave stones. Then we went to a lake which turned out to be more like a pond. For this one you had to walk across the road and into dense under brush but it was worth it because there in the woods was the ruin of an old house and hidden in the chimney rocks was the cache.

On the way home we passed by a covered bridge. I asked John to turn around so we could get out and look at it and it was absolutely the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. This picture is the view from below.