Yesterday, we wondered across a small village in the south east of Indiana. We spent several hours wondering the streets and shops along the canal walkways. This is an amazingly fun place to wonder on a weekend after noon. There were lots of shopkeepers and visitors to chat with; smiles were the rule of the day.
It sounds like a village from a fairy tale. In actuality is was purchased from Native Americans in 1809 and in eventually was registered as “Duck Creek Crossing”. Later in 1838 it was renamed “Metamora”; from the play “Metamora: Last of the Wampanoags.”
There are these very old homes, and other establishments, ie a bank, post-office, etc that have been turned into shopping displays of all sorts of odds and ends of a era long gone bye. Just look for a flag which will tell you that the building is open for business. Sorry but I didn’t get a good picture of the village shops.
Village of Metamora
One of the attractions is a canal full of water that was used to convey produce & other freight by horse drawn barges. There are small narrow roads on both sides of the canal for vehicles, along with a rail line. The canal locks were used as a source of hydraulic power to operate a grist mill that can be explored today.
Water wheel for hydraulic power
Barge being pulled by horses
Come see Metamora, bring a picnic and eat in the little park that has a hop-scotch game on the walk way waiting for the young at heart.
Take SR 52 to the quaint village and enjoy yourself.
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