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  • Ariel‑Foundation Park Climbing the Spiral Stairs

    Ariel‑Foundation Park Climbing the Spiral Stairs

    Up up and ways up to go on Ariel parks tower
    Up up and away

    On the way home from Mohican, I took a tiny detour that we have seen twice before : Ariel-Foundation Park in Mount Vernon, Ohio. It’s almost directly on my route and was the perfect actual last stop. This time, I finally got to climb the spiral tower, something I’ve wanted to do for a while but hadn’t managed yet because of the heat. Luna also wasn’t exactly thrilled about it trying it.

    Ariel-Foundation Park is one of Ohio’s most fascinating public spaces. Built on the grounds of the former Pittsburgh Plate Glass plant. This park preserves the industrial past with a modern art twist. Glass, steel, and open green space merge here in a way I haven’t seen anywhere else yet, personally. Sculptures made from reclaimed materials dot the landscape, and the skeletal frames of old buildings remain upright. Almost a ghostly tribute to the workers who built the area’s legacy.

    Blue haired, ginger bearded man in sweats and a ninja turtle sweater stands on top the Ariel park tower
    Self photo on top

    The spiral staircase itself is part of what used to be the factory’s smokestack. Now repurposed into a vertical viewing tower, it offers panoramic views of Mount Vernon and the surrounding countryside. There are 224 steps up and the stairs stop before the very top for safety reasons. It’s high enough that you can see for miles, and the spiral design is open to the air, so you’re just circling your way up the sky.

    I’ve explored Ariel before with Luna, and we’ve walked the lakeside trails, crossed the little bridges, and paused at the swings scattered around the park. There’s even a small hedge maze tucked back near the art installations. The last time, it was too risky to climb the tower with Luna all scared, and Luna couldn’t safely wait while I climbed the tower in the heat. But today, the temperature was cool and mild safe for her to stay in the car with the windows down while I ran up to finally see that view from the top.

    She and I had already explored the cute lakeside area earlier, and she was content to chill while I made the fast climb. She definitely remembers being less than impressed the last time we passed the base of the stairs. She made it clear she wanted no part of the spiral when she looked at the tower and chose to lay down. Not even trying to come too.

    Ariel-Foundation Park is more than just a stop to stretch your legs, it’s a place where Ohio’s industrial history gets transformed into something imaginative and beautiful. It feels both abandoned and alive, which is what makes it stick with me. And if you’re ever headed through Mount Vernon with time to spare, it’s worth climbing those stairs. If you’re chasing a view or even just want to pause somewhere full of memory and transformation.

    Ariel foundation park tower

    Photos from today’s trip

    another high climb

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  • Waterfalls, Sunset Bridges & Losing Track of Days | Appalachia Day 5 Travel Log

    Waterfalls, Sunset Bridges & Losing Track of Days | Appalachia Day 5 Travel Log

    I’ve done so much this trip, I can’t even keep track of the days anymore. Seriously! I thought this was Day 4, but it turns out we’re on Day 5. Which was actually yesterday!since I post the day after. Time doesn’t move normally. It’s challenging when you’re chasing waterfalls. You skip small towns, and try to fit an entire mountain range into your memory.

    But that’s the magic of it.

    Today we started with a roadside stop. It was not a tourist destination. It was not marked on any guide. This one was just a waterfall pouring its way down a rock face, belonging there more than we did. We pulled over without planning to. Sometimes the best parts of travel aren’t even the places you mark on the map. They are the ones that interrupt you.

    another one of the 6 of more waterfalls on Living Water Ministries property in WNC
    Old mill now is a rehab, pained red. Huge water fall.
    Look at this view!

    After that, we drove to Living Waters Ministries. It is a piece of private land in the mountains. They open it to the public, so everyone can share in the quiet. There are bridges and trails that wind around multiple waterfalls, and the whole place feels spiritual. And not just because it’s a ministry, but because the water itself speaks in hushes. We saw flowing falls, mossy stones, and gentle shade that made us linger longer than planned. I even found a plethora of orange mushrooms!

    I love spaces that don’t gate keep peace. There’s something so honest about that. About letting the land be seen, letting the sound of water be free.

    Axton in blue sliding rock shier, black shorts standing on a rock cave on Living Waters Ministry's property in WNC

    We closed the day on the French Broad River Overlook Bridge. We watched the sun stretch across the sky. It touched every color in the crayon box. Golden hour felt like a painting, like a hymn. I didn’t need to talk. I just breathe, just exist there with my sister and the air and the light.

    This trip has been long and heavy in some ways, but moments like this… they guarantee you are lifted.

    Sign for the French Broad River Asheville, NC

    🛣️ What’s Next: my Route Home

    I am heading back slowly, making time to stop at a few more gems before we leave the mountains behind.

    Warrior’s Path State Park in Tennessee, for a breath of forest and maybe one last skip along the lake. Hawk’s Nest State Park, WV because every trip needs a cliff view and a cable car, right? New River Gorge, that grand, wild canyon bridge where the earth opens wide.

    Each stop feels like a pause, a prayer, a final thank-you to the land that’s held me.

    Thank you for reading. Thank you for being here. You allow me to keep sharing this journey one journal entry, one stop, one miscounted day at a time. 🌿

    The video of today’s waterfalls and that wild sunset is up on TikTok. It is also available on Instagram and many other places now (@Poeaxtry_). If you’ve ever stood under a waterfall or cried at golden hour, I think you’ll get it.

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