Rabbit Hash is strange. It’s old-timey but also extremely liberal. It’s small but filled with big personality. But one thing that Rabbit Hash is with no contradiction is laid back.
I’m not sure how I found this place. We were going to be in the Ohio/Indiana/Kentucky region and I needed something to fill out our itinerary. Some random Google searching brought me to Rabbit Hash. It’s an unincorporated community, which means it has no local government but is run by a larger one. But Rabbit Hash is tiny so it isn’t really on the larger government’s radar.
So Rabbit Hash is basically what happens when people are not governed.
It’s a small area, only about 6 buildings, planted between houses. When we drove in, we saw a lot of people milling about and a lot of bikers. We drove past the town before we even started looking for a parking spot so we had to turn around. My dad executed a well-over-90-degree turn to get into a spot and our kayaks stuck out a little in the road.
Embarrassed, my mom and I got out and we saw a man walking towards us. My dad got his keys out, expecting us to be told that we had to move our car. But the guy just walked on by. He didn’t care. No one cared.
We went to the Rabbit Hash General Store. It was packed with thrift store-type junk to buy in the back and more official-looking, touristy items to buy in the front. They had old-timey candy and pop but also vegan cookies. There were chairs set up near the cooler inside and a group of older men sat around, drinking pop and talking.
We got pop, cookies, and some candy. Outside there were picnic tables set up under a tent thing. We sat down and looked out over the river. A group of people were playing horseshoes next to the store and a dog was roaming around, running up to people for free pets.
Rabbit Hash has a dog for a mayor. Sadly we didn’t get to meet the mayor because he was at home that night. Instead we got to meet what I can only guess is the town idiot. This dog was ridiculous. He was running around all goofy and commandeered a pile of straw, getting filthy in the process.
Whoever did the gardens around this place deserves some kind of medal. It was absolutely gorgeous.
There was a kitty cat sleeping on the porch steps that led up to a bar. His fur was soft and his ears were clean. They take good care of their animals here.
After we drank our pop, we looked around a bit. It didn’t take long because of how small the place was but it was filled with stuff. Funny signs and beautiful flowers. People hanging out and, weirdly, minding their own business. I haven’t been to many places where someone doesn’t stop me and ask if I need help finding something or just look at me suspiciously because I’m new. Rabbit Hash was completely chill. We were definitely outsiders with our kayaks and lack of leather, but not one person treated us that way.
Rabbit Hash: what happens when people mind their own business. It was strange at first because we kept looking around us to see what other people were doing to make sure we were following the vibe of the place. But no one cared what we were doing. Let me tell you, it is very strange to NOT be judged by someone. I almost didn’t know what to do because I had no external guide to tell me what was wrong or what was funny. I got nothing out of those people. No one laughed when I rolled in the straw with the dog so I was confronted with this feeling of: do I actually want to roll in the straw with the dog or do I want people to see me rolling in the straw with the dog so they think I’m a free spirit?
I didn’t have a full-on existential crisis or anything but it was definitely a strange and lonely feeling. Just being.