There’s something deeply satisfying about finding treasure in your own backyard, especially when that treasure involves crumbling concrete and a century of stories.
Rose Island in Charlestown, Indiana, offers exactly that kind of discovery, serving up a heaping portion of history with a side of adventure that most Hoosiers don’t even know exists.
Let me tell you something about abandoned amusement parks: they’re infinitely more interesting than the operational ones where you spend half your day in line and the other half wondering why you paid money to feel nauseated.
Rose Island doesn’t charge you admission to ride anything, mostly because the rides are long gone, but what remains is far more valuable than any roller coaster experience…