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  • Mambourg Park Loop Trail Hike with Luna; Humid, Quiet, and the Lore

    Mambourg Park Loop Trail Hike with Luna; Humid, Quiet, and the Lore


    Fairfield County, Ohio Parks

    Thursday June 5th

    We started off seeing 8 sheriffs with one car pulled over. Then our route was detoured two times for the same wreck. We were 20 minutes behind schedule.

    Honeysuckle on Mamborg loop trail

    Luna, my seven-year-old American Pit Bull Terrier, and I hit the 1.6-mile Mambourg Park Loop in Lancaster, Ohio. It’s a smaller trail with just about 144 feet of elevation gain. However, it’s enough to wear us out in a good way. The trail starts wide and grassy. Then, it narrows as it climbs and gets more forested. It’s just the kind of walk Luna loves. There were plenty of squirrels and bunnies for her to try and chase.

    Early on, we climbed some wooden steps, then crossed a small bridge over a creek. The sound of the water felt peaceful, especially with the light drizzle falling around us. Just off the trail, a small stream carved quietly through the edge. Little pretty rocks were scattered all around. Rocks, I was trying to ignore because, well, I already have enough at home for my Etsy store.

    The stream full of rocks for the taking

    The air was thick with humidity, so muggy you could practically cut it with a knife. And, yeah, Ohio trails always get me with those spiderwebs, catching me every few steps. Luna didn’t care; she was busy watching every little rustle.

    Lit.

    About halfway through, I lit a joint… so you can consider the trail “lit.” It’s how I unwind. I take it all in. The buzz mixes with the fresh air and quiet sounds around us. Right as I extinguished the joint, we detoured off trail for a barking jack Russell terrier. Luna doesn’t do loud dogs and, Luna typically isn’t a loud dog. Don’t get me wrong she has dog friends but, they have all been introduced methodically.

    Appalachia & Folk Lore

    This area is part of Appalachia. It is a region steeped in rich folklore. It has haunting legends that have been passed down for generations. These stories were originally told around campfires and kitchen tables. They were meant to entertain, teach lessons, or warn travelers in the woods.

    Dog Man

    One well-known tale is Dog Man. It is a mysterious creature said to be part dog and part man. Dog Man roams the forest edges at night. Locals say his howl is eerie and unnatural, a warning to stay on the trail and not wander too deep.

    Tall Guys

    Then there are the Tall Guys. They are shadowy, elongated figures. These figures are said to stand motionless among the trees, blending perfectly with the trunks. Some say they’re spirits of ancient guardians or lost souls trapped between worlds. The Tall Guys are silent watchers. Spotting one is considered an omen. No one is quite sure if it’s good or bad.

    Just don’t Whistle!

    A common warning passed through the hills is don’t whistle in the woods. It’s believed whistling can summon malevolent spirits. It may attract the attention of the “haints” (ghostly beings). These beings follow the sound and may lead travelers astray or cause misfortune. Whistling breaks the natural silence of the forest, inviting unseen dangers.

    Do NOT Look in the Trees!

    Similarly, you don’t look directly into the trees, especially at twilight or nighttime. The woods are said to hide spirits called “tree watchers” or “shadow folk” who observe silently. Locking eyes with them is thought to invite their presence, which could bring bad luck, fear, or worse. It’s safer to keep your gaze low and avoid challenging the unknown.

    The Wampus Cat

    Other stories include the Wampus Cat. This fierce, cat-like creature has glowing eyes. It is said to prowl the forests at night, stalking anyone foolish enough to be out alone. It’s sometimes seen as a guardian of the wild, punishing those who disrespect nature.

    The White Lady (LMAO!)

    On a gentler note, there’s the tale of the White Lady. She is a ghostly woman dressed in white. She appears near certain creeks or clearings. Said to protect travelers from harm and guide lost hikers. She disappears without a trace once the danger passes.

    Melungeons

    A legend specific to this part of Appalachia involves The Melungeons. They are a mysterious group of people with a complex heritage. This heritage blends European, Native American, and African ancestry. For centuries, the Melungeons lived in the remote hills and hollows, often on the outskirts of mainstream society.

    Folklore says they possessed secret knowledge passed down through generations. This knowledge included herbal medicines, ancient rituals, and a deep connection to the spirit world. Some believe they served as guardians of the forest. They were able to communicate with the unseen forces that roam the Appalachian woods.

    Local tales whisper that encountering a Melungeon could bring both protection and a test. They were said to recognize those who respected the land and its spirits and offer help or healing. But for those who were disrespectful or ignorant, crossing their path might bring misfortune or strange happenings.

    Their isolation and secrecy fueled many rumors. Some say they practiced old-world magic. Others believe they had ties to ancient European mystical traditions. Others claimed they could disappear into the woods like shadows, slipping between the seen and unseen realms.

    Much about the Melungeons remains a mystery. Their legacy adds a rich, enigmatic layer to Appalachian folklore. It reminds hikers that these lands hold stories beyond what meets the eye. Here, history and myth intertwine deep in the hills.

    Daisies at mamborg park

    Up up up up up!

    As we pushed on, it got steeper, uphill, uphill, uphill. Luna’s panting grew louder. Her energy was fading. It’s funny because she started out wild. She ended up just as wiped as me.

    Photo of the trail, green summer trees, and humidity in Ohio

    The trail opens up at the end. Or it opens at the beginning, depending on how you look at it. It leads into a spot that reminded me of childhood afternoons. I used to spend those afternoons watching BMX races or riding little ATVs. My mom’s friends created a trail off to the side of the wheeling trail in the woods. We would race bikes or ATVs there.

    We wrapped up around 7:31 PM, sweating more than I expected in the muggy air. Luna and I jumped into the car, blasting the AC full blast. It’s 74 degrees out, and we’re already plotting our next hike.


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  • Rising Park 🍃Finding Calm on the Trails

    Rising Park 🍃Finding Calm on the Trails


    The Prompt that made me Pause

    One side of the view from on top of Rising park

    Prompt 16 gave me pause. What’s one small improvement I can make in my life? I sat with it for longer than expected, not because I didn’t have answers, but because I had too many. They all seemed to circle back to the same thing: time. Or more specifically, how little of it I give to the things that actually fill me up.

    The other side of the view from Rising Park Lancaster Ohio

    I stretch myself thin between shifts at the nursing home. I write almost daily and try to grow Poeaxtry’s reach. I also manage projects and collabs that matter to me. I love it all. I want to be the person who shows up for everyone. I’ve realized lately that I don’t always show up for myself. So, I made a promise. I will take more time for the parts of life that make me feel present. They should not make me feel just productive. I am not a machine. I do not have to be productive every moment I am awake, and I need to remind myself of that.

    Now we are at Rising Park in Lancaster, Ohio

    The very muddy inclide at Rising Park in Lancaster, Ohio

    That’s how Luna and I ended up back at Rising Park today, just 40 minutes from home. It’s one of our go-to spots. Though the steep trail can be done in under a 30-minute lunch break, it never feels rushed. The incline kicks up fast. Before we know it, we’re at the overlook. Lancaster, Ohio spills out below us in a quiet sprawl of rooftops, trees, and tiny cars. Every season here has its own version of clarity. Today did not disappoint. It was a perfect 67 degrees. The breeze added a pleasant touch. The green had its full May glow, and the smell of rain clung to the air.

    Luna ontop rising park

    This park has always felt like a reset button. Something about the climb clears my mind. By the time we reach the top, both Luna and I have shaken off the heaviness. We didn’t even realize we were carrying it. She runs a little harder here, ears flying back, like she knows this place was built for exhaling. While I breathe deeper here too. It’s not because I’m out of shape. I just lost 60 lbs. It’s because the view forces you to slow down and take it in.

    Luna And Daddy ontop of the Overlook at rising park looking over Lancaster Ohio

    Reminders from Today

    Today reminded me that recharging isn’t selfish. Giving myself a few hours to move and reflect is healing. Being somewhere beautiful with my dog is one of the most grounding things I can do. Small improvement? Maybe. But the kind that shifts everything else a little closer to balance. It’s insane what a small amount of time with the trees can do for my whole vibe.


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