I dare say, there is a hill over there...

When you live some place flat like Indiana, sites like this warm the heart.

Day two of our adventure. Waking at the campsite my allergies were not quite as bad but we still took our time packing up. Sniffling the whole way we made our way across a few more bridges, past beautiful waterfalls, and by a few random people back to civilization. Our car was where we had left it, always a plus, and our other tent was still in our car camping site, another good thing.
After a bit of a rest we took to the car and drove about the park in search of different allergy medicine and other scenic sites to enjoy.
The park markets itself as a 'resort park' and indeed the facilities were rather posh. I was able to find medicine but also could have bought all the ingredients for tacos, cigarettes, any soda I could think of, novelty slingshot, and any one of the many souvenir t-shirts, bracelets, hats, tote bags, etc. Oh well, I got my drugs and that's what matters.

This overlook was named after a gentleman who died in a climbing accident. Rather unfortunate but does not deter me from wanting to start climbing again.