Leaving the Mail Pouch Barn, the curvy Covered Bridge Byway (SR26) was followed north for awhile before seeking out more gravel forest roads. Coming out of a right-hand sweeper and back into an ascending left-hander, there sat a quaint church atop the slight hill. Of course, I was carrying too much speed to stop immediately, but a quick U-turn confirmed the small trail leading back behind a hilly cemetery. My curiosity was piqued. That is the thing about these adventure bikes; they bring out the explorer in you and inspire you to get a bit more intimate with your surroundings. On the ST I'd have just kept going. The church itself sat at the edge of the road. The whole property behind the church was a well manicured grassy hill; the hill was a cemetery covered sporadically with headstones. Then this trail I spoke of ran around the whole base of the hill alongside a woodline. A pretty unique setting; can't say I've ever experienced a setting like this. So I followed the trail around to the back of the hill. What a sweet little spot. The hill was tall enough to completely block the church and road from your vision - and you from theirs. Right at this point, there was an opening in an old wooden gate, which led down a slightly descending trail through the woods on what appeared to be a finger of the hill. It was maintained and had a few large open areas. This would be a perfect spot to stealth camp for a night. You never know, so I selected - save this location - on the GPS.