This past summer, we took some time to go check out one of the craziest, most revered places in local lore, the castle hand built by Mr. Jim Bishop. This guy is the real deal. He has no teeth. (Seriously, I saw him snacking on oysters out of a can with a toothpick (may not have been oysters), and I was overwhelmed with awe.
But I digress, he's spent the better part of his life collecting rocks out of the forest to build this amazing, wondrous castle. We parked just off Co Hwy 165 and walked up to where all the other cars were parked. The castle can't really be seen from miles off as one would expect, hidden in a pocket of foothills and pine trees. However, when you get close, the highest point towers over the trees.
There's more to write, but we've had the fortune to go on more adventures lately, and it's been prohibitive of the time necessary to write. Stay tuned!
