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Across Ohio, the Wrong Way, on the Historic National Road

by Peter Thody

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No road in American history has played a greater role in opening up the country than what's known today as The Historic National Road. Join Peter Thody as he drives across Ohio and discovers that historic sites aren't always scenic, that there are times when a chain hotel is infinitely preferable to an independent motel, and that some things were just not meant to be.

Oak Lake

The guidebooks may promise you old diners, filling stations and soda fountains but our experience of an admittedly short section of The National Road in Indiana was slightly less romantic than that.

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Photo by Peter Thody


Heading east on any U.S. highway feels wrong somehow, but nowhere more so than on what, since 2002, has been designated "The Historic National Road."

Modern America was built from east to west, and this is the road on which work began. Authorised by Congress in 1806, the nation's first federally funded interstate highway was built to open up access to the states carved out of the old Northwest Territory: Ohio, Indiana and Illinois. Construction started in Cumberland, Md., in 1811 and the road reached its western terminus, in Vandalia, Ill., in 1839.

Today, the National Road is a designated section of U.S. Route 40. Carole and I pick it up in Indiana, in the town of Knightstown.

Historic it may be, but the section that runs through eastern Indiana provides a fairly depressing snapshot of modern America. Virtually every town we pass through has its own deserted gas station and a handful of stores with "Closed" signs just visible through unwashed windows.

Richmond, the last major city heading east, may not be dying on its feet in quite the same way, but the endless strip of motel franchises, fast food outlets, body shops, tire fitters and muffler replacement dealers still speaks volumes. The National Road once represented everything exciting and optimistic about America, but this final section in eastern Indiana, if not a corridor of complete destitution, is certainly no longer anything to be celebrated.

Then we cross the state line into Ohio. In an instant, the jungle of neon signs gives way to a landscape of red barns and cornfields and, for a few miles at least, we're able to enjoy a road that's become what we imagined it would be: a two-lane highway through gently rolling farmland.

The first major place we pass on our way across the Buckeye State is Dayton, the city in which Orville and Wilbur Wright invented and built the world's first successful airplane. This feat is recognised today on every state license plate: "Ohio - Birthplace of Aviation."

Now, my knowledge of the story of flight may be sketchy (my boyhood history lessons in England tended to concentrate on more interesting inventions like Jethro Tull's seed drill and Hargreaves' spinning jenny) but didn't the first flight actually take place in Kitty Hawk, N.C.?

Well, yes, it did - North Carolina's plates state "First in Flight" - and the two states have been arguing about it since. So determined was Ohio to lay claim to the title that in 2003, 100 years after that first flight, the question came before Congress: "Was Ohio or North Carolina the birthplace of aviation?" Somewhat surprisingly, in my view, the House voted 378-3 in favour of Ohio - and there's no prize for guessing where the three dissenting voices came from.

The next city on the National Road is Springfield, Ohio, and, well, let's just say that the impression it gives from the road we're travelling is less than impressive.

Entering from the west, visitors are greeted by the sight of block after block of bulldozed homes and boarded-up properties awaiting demolition. Closer to the center, the residential desolation gives way to red brick warehouses and factories which, if not yet totally abandoned, have sunk to such a state of disrepair that the owners have long since given up repairing broken windows.

We drive straight through, leaving the city along a section of road lined by cheap food joints, auto-related discount stores and a collection of the most run-down motels I have ever seen. Cars are jacked up, men sit outside drinking, and weeds grow between the tiles in pools that can't have seen anything more than rainwater in years.

These are places that would have Javier Bardem's character in "No Country for Old Men" fearing for his safety, so we head straight for the nearby interstate and its promise of faceless but safe and clean chain hotels.


View Crossing Ohio on the Historic National Road in a larger map


The next morning I get talking to a Springfield local who is genuinely taken aback by the poor impression her city has made on us (and I am certainly not insensitive enough to have expressed my full feelings). She points out that the demolition work is in preparation for a spanking new hospital, that the city boasts a renowned Frank Lloyd Wright building and that, somewhat embarrassingly, we've contrived to drive straight past a historic National Road inn - Pennsylvania House - the previous night.

With all this in mind, we set off determined to take a more positive outlook. Unfortunately, my insistence on sticking to the National Road means that even the state capital, Columbus, disappoints. Columbus is a city with a world-class zoo, a thriving arts scene and outstanding architecture, but our route just leads us from one run-down neighbourhood to the next, past $40-a-night motels where the facilities are so basic that one has decided that "COLOR TV" is a luxury worth shouting about.

With the protests from the shotgun seat increasing in volume and the generalisations about Ohio becoming ever more sweeping, I feel that the time has come to concede defeat and take a fresh look at the map (in hindsight a decision I should possibly have taken earlier). Perhaps a diversion south to Lancaster, birthplace of General William Tecumseh Sherman, will show us a different side of the state.

And within a matter of just a few miles, U.S. Route 33 transports us to a world of wonderfully drivable back roads, neat front gardens, picture-postcard farms and rolling, green countryside. It's an absolute delight, as is the visit to the Sherman House Museum, the beautifully restored wooden frame home in which William Tecumseh and his 10 siblings were born and raised - and, impressively, where our guide turns out to be the descendant of one of the great general's officers.

Lancaster is a picturesque place in its own right, so we stop for lunch. Halfway through, a complete stranger (well, he would be, wouldn't he?) introduces himself, asks about us and our trip, and offers some tips before wishing us well. It's things like this that can alter your impression of a whole state so, whoever you are, sir, you're a great ambassador for the Birthplace of Aviation.

With renewed vigour, we head back north, passing by the home of another of the three great Ohio generals, Philip Sheridan (the third being Ulysses S. Grant), before rejoining Route 40 at Norwich, home, appropriately enough, to the National Road Museum.

This is actually a two-for-the-price-of-one attraction, combining a very impressive history of the National Road with an area dedicated to locally born author Zane Grey, a man described as the "Father of the Adult Western" (a title earned for his prolific output of grown-up cowboy novels, not for his place in the history of special-interest pornography).

From here to the West Virginia state line is about 60 miles and, as if making one last effort to win us over, the National Road suddenly becomes everything we'd hoped it would be. There's the picturesque old city of Cambridge, with its historic 19th-century buildings. There are the S-bridges, a design feature unique to the National Road and developed to avoid the need to build bridges at an angle across rivers. And there's the countryside itself, which begins its gentle climb up into the Appalachian Mountains.

It's just a shame that, instead of leaving Ohio with this positive image in our minds, we decide to spend another night in the state, at a hotel on a hill overlooking St. Clairsville.

Within minutes of our checking in, the hotel and adjacent restaurant suffer a power cut. "Nothing to worry about," we're reassured. "It'll be on again soon. You guys just have another drink."

Two hours pass and the obscenities emanating from the dark shadows of the kitchen make it clear that we're not the only ones to have enjoyed "just another drink." It's obvious that even if power were to be restored now, the staff would be incapable of preparing anything remotely edible, so Carole and I return to our room, where we eat pretzels by the light of the glow sticks that have been handed out to all guests.

Some things just weren't meant to be, were they?

Peter Thody


Nancy Sartain
Richmond~Wayne County Convention & Tourism Bureau


  • It's a shame you focused on the negative in lieu of the positive. Did you stop at the Old National Road Welcome Center to get your Indiana National Road Driving Tour Booklet which highlights the historic sites along the National Road? If not, you missed your opportunity to be enlightened. Along the Historic National Road in eastern Indiana, you'll find a wealth of historic sites and sounds. Yes, the community has grown since the 1830s; however, we have preserved many original sites like:
  • Historic Centerville - Nowhere else in Indiana will you find 1830s brick rowhouses with connecting archways. This architecture is a direct result of the National Road built in the 1830s. The town's major street was originally 10 feet wide, but the property along the street front was so valuable that the street was narrowed to its present 65 feet to allow additional building development. The narrowing of the street allowed property owners on Main Street to add on to the front of their building. Builders left narrow alleys with archways over them between the rowhouses, allowing the owners access to the rear of the buildings and backyards. Today, five archways remain. Centerville's architecture is highly regarded today by architectural experts throughout the U.S. Historic Centerville was voted one of the 100 Best Small Town Getaways in the Midwest (Midwest Living Magazine June 2007), and noted as "an antiquing hotbed featuring buildings from the early-1800s heyday of the National Road."
  • The Historic Lantz House Inn was selected as a "Best Weekend Getaway" by Midwest Living Magazine. The 1835 bed and breakfast has been lovingly restored and offers five guest rooms each with a private bath
  • Huddleston Farmhouse Inn Museum - Built in 1841 when the National Road was young, the Huddleston farm was a stopping point for pioneers making their difficult trek westward. Today, people can tour the farmhouse, smokehouse, springhouse and grounds to learn about pioneer life. During the months of September and October, Harvest Suppers are offered. It's an authentic mid-nineteenth century meal prepared from period "receipts" at the farmhouse kitchen hearth. You may help prepare the meal under the guidance of costumed hearth cooks, and then enjoy the meal by candlelight at the long harvest table in the farmhouse dining room.
  • Historic Mile Markers - Two of the original Historic National Road mile markers can still be found today along eastern Indiana's National Road. These small stone markers informed travelers how far they were from the state line as well as the nearest towns.
  • Madonna of the Trail Monument - This 18-foot tall monument located in Richmond's Glen Miller Park is a tribute to the early pioneers who trekked westward from the Atlantic to the Pacific. One of only 12 such statues in the U.S. from Cumberland, MD to Upland CA.
  • Many original 1810 - 1830 log cabins on the National Road - From Cambridge City to Richmond (20 mile stretch), you'll find five original log cabins sitting on the National Road.
  • Preserved historic architecture on the National Road . . . here are just a few:

    > Conklin House and Vinton House Hotel in Cambridge City
    > Oliver P. Morton's (Indiana's Civil War Governor) home, Centerville
    > Grey Gables Stagecoach Stop, Centerville
    > Mansion House Inn, Centerville
    > 1811 Log Cabin Courthouse, Centerville
    > 1845 John Burney Carriage Shop, Dublin
    > Gennett Mansion, Richmond
    > 1847 Earlham College, Richmond

You're invited back to eastern Indiana to discover the true Historic National Road.

Nancy Sartain
Richmond~Wayne County Convention & Tourism Bureau


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