The Spokesrider

We stayed at the Mulberry Lane Inn for four days of bicycling last October.      It’s just off of US-36 near Mt. Summit, between New Castle and Muncie. The hosts, Deana and Joe Harris, don’t do internet, so they may never see this.  Unless, that is,  we go back sometime, which we may very [...]

(August 29, concluded)   This was my last stop of the day along the Twelve Mile Treaty Line.   The near boundary of the grove of trees is not parallel at right angles to the road.  It instead follows the treaty line. If you switch to satellite view, you can see the not quite rectangular grove of [...]

(August 29, continued)   In the distance, the part of Manlove Park Road that follows the Twelve Mile Treaty Line comes to an end at the north boundary of Harrison Township. On general principles I stopped for a quick photo of this old Federal Style house just a quarter mile or so inside Harrison Township.   I [...]

(29 August 2011, continued)   The 1809 treaty line is somewhere off to the right in this photo.  I was looking back on County Road 350W, facing north.  The treaty line cuts approximately through the middle of  the grove of trees far back on the horizon, and angles toward this road.  There was no sign of [...]

(29 August 2011, continued)   It has been a while since I posted anything, so I’m posting a couple more photos from August 29 to prove that I’m still here.   Maybe I can excuse myself by mentioning that my work responsibilities have shifted a little this month and I’m still adjusting.  It’s good, though, because my [...]

(29 August 2011, continued) Two new things I learned about the “Twelve Mile” portion of the  Fort Wayne Treaty of 1809: William Henry Harrison said (paraphrased) “Oops, I forgot to mention it.” This wasn’t the first time Harrison had tried to get this land from the Indians. A month before the 1809 Treaty of Fort [...]

(August 29, continued)  This building in Cambridge City along the railroad tracks at the intersection of the National Road and Boundary Street caught my eye.    It looks like an ordinary old warehouse, but it is made of bricks rather than concrete blocks.   Maybe something like that is common enough in east central Indiana, but to [...]