It has been a tradition for our family to make at least one summer trip to Turkey Run Park. Having two fearless sons, it seemed more practical than visiting the art museum or anything else with breakables in an enclosed space. And now that we have a kicking-climbing-yelling-shooting grandson it doesn't appear the tradition is going to fade away anytime soon.
To be blunt, it's a place where you can turn the little heathens loose and let them burn up a lot of energy. It won't cost you much but a few Band-Aids.
We had heard rumors that the pedestrian suspension bridge across Sugar Creek was closed. This was cause for significant concern, as the bridge was the connection to our favorite trails in the park.
But we packed up our cooler and the 4-year-old and went anyway. Surely the Turkey Run official people would have made some alternate arrangements to cross the river, I reasoned. Maybe a rope to swing across? A ferry? Strategically placed rocks?
That something was a note on the brochure that we must follow trail one to the "Narrows Covered Bridge" in order to access the other side of the park.
This was great news. There was another bridge, another way to cross the river. Problem solved. Plus it sounded like a nice bridge with a roof and everything.
We set out on our quest to find the Narrows Covered Bridge.
About one-half mile into the treacherous, bug infested, muddy and sometimes water-logged journey, my grandson Cayden stopped and pointed up toward a boulder perched at the top of a steep hill.
"Papaw I wanna cwimb up there."
My husband Seth, who was sweating so profusely he looked like he had been swimming with his clothes on, glared at his grandson.