We left Fremont, Ohio at 6:30 am. It was dark. Our route took us on the North Coast Inland Trail for 10 miles. It was paved and very smooth. At 35 miles we were in Huron, Ohio and shortly afterwards were able to get our first glimpse of Lake Erie.
We did not see another field of corn or soybeans for the rest of the day. We followed US Highway 6 along the Lake Erie shore until we arrived in Cleveland, Ohio.
Gen. Moses Cleaveland founded Cleveland in 1796 while on an expedition. He returned home to Connecticut and never returned to Cleveland or Ohio again. Why is Cleveland spelled differently? In the early 1800’s a local paper could not fit the words “Cleaveland Advertiser” on their masthead, so they dropped the extra “a” to make room and the name stuck.
Our route took us by the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
We ended up in Rockefeller Park. It was named after the oil Barron, John D. Rockefeller. In the park are four historic stone bridges.
A lake with fountains.
The park also has 33 nationality gardens. Each commemorates a different ethnic group whose immigrants have contributed to the heritage of the United States over the centuries, as well as Cleveland. Russia’s garden had a statue of Yuri Gagarin who was the first person in space.
Alexander Pushkin was a famous Russian poet who wrote a poem about a tree with a gold chain and a cat.
I would like to return to Rockefeller Park and visit each garden in more detail.
Very close to our hotel is the Museum of Contemporary Art Cleveland. The striking looking building is made of reflective black stainless steel and has 6 sides.
There is also a 7-ton, 21-foot-high sculpture of a hand. Chicago artist Tony Tasset created the sculpture from his wife’s hand.
- Fremont to Cleveland, Ohio
- Distance: 96.5 miles (155 km)
- Climbing: 1758 feet (536 m)
- Temperature: 65 – 75°F (18 – 24°C)
2 thoughts on “Day 47 Judy’s Hand”
I can relate to your comments about northern OH. However, my memory of Rockefeller Park is somewhat tainted. In the mid 60’s I lived in Lakewood OH with my parents. One of the summers, when in college, I worked for a house painter on Cleveland’s east side who painted huge old houses in the Cleveland / Shaker Heights area. Every morning I would drive from Lakewood, which is west of Cleveland, to the far east side. Part of my route included driving thru Rockefeller Park pretty early in the morning. One morning while driving on the park’s road I noticed what I thought were three people lying on the grass on the east side of the road. That evening I found out that they were dead. Not good. However, that being said, it is a beautiful long narrow park. Ride on.
Still following you all it’s hard to imagine how far you have come, I really have been enjoying the ride you all are having.