More from two Saturdays ago.

I was tired enough after setting up camp, but there was still daylight and rain was forecast for the next day. Time to go get some photos while the weather was suitable. So I had a nice five-mile ride unencumbered by all that weight in my panniers.

The sun had already set on the east-facing slope of the valley.

Moscow would look even more like Sleepy Hollow if the decrepit general store building down at the bottom, on the right. was still standing. It was a building that crowded the road, and somehow made the place seem like it was of a different time. But it burned down 5 years ago, and has been replaced by a little convenience store back from the road. This was the first time I had been there since the old store was gone. I missed it, but do have a photo of it somewhere.

James Fowle served in a militia company from Blissfield, and probably came through here in 1832. I don’t know of any marks he left on the landscape, here or near Blissfield. But two of his brothers settled here near Moscow. One of them even owned the old tavern for a while. The brothers left several marks on the landscape, including the name for “Fowle Road.”

This is at the top of the valley, just west of Moscow. There was still sunlight up here.

Fowle Road is a gravel road, easy enough to ride on. It was also a road I had never taken before. It was a good enough excuse for a ride.