How many times have you driven past or through a tiny Iowa town without stopping? If you are like me, you can’t even count that high! I am trying to break that cycle, though, and be more purposeful about checking out the nooks and crannies of this beautiful state. Earlier this spring, the girls and I left our home for an adventure in Nemaha, Iowa.
Nemaha is a teeny-tiny Northwest Iowa town located in Sac County. It is 11 miles from Storm Lake (where I live). Eleven miles! And I had never been there, or even driven through it for that matter. In the last fifteen years, I have driven by a sign that read, ‘Nemaha 3 Miles’ hundreds of times. But I had never driven off the beaten path. In my defense, I’ve never had a reason to go there. I’ve never been invited, and the town hasn’t been on my direct route to anywhere.
But there we were, in Nemaha on a warm and sunny spring day. This time we had been invited. I had gotten a tip about an annual Easter Egg hunt held at the baseball field (the field and nearby shelter house were very easy to find). Since my girls had never taken part in an organized Easter Egg hunt (other than those at a grandma’s house), we turned it into an adventure.
The Easter Egg hunt was well-organized by the Nemaha 4-H Club and was fun for the little ones. Each kiddo found enough candy and prizes to keep them busy and parents were happy their kids had a chance to run off some energy. The cinnamon rolls and doughnut holes served after the hunt were a big hit! Be sure to put this event on your list for next spring!
After the Easter Egg hunt, we drove around Nemaha. It is a quaint, farming community. The girls were most excited to see a park. The city park is nestled beside a cute, 130-year old Methodist Church. The park had a gazebo perfect for a picnic plus a fair amount of play equipment. There was plenty of shade and protection from the wind that blew that day.
We explored the park and discovered a cute little tree with a hole at the bottom. The girls decided it was the perfect place to build a fairy house. They started to collect sticks when I looked down and saw a SNAKE! It slithered ever-so-slowly over the pink tennis shoes my daughter was wearing into the hole in the tree. I screamed. We all ran. In different directions. Once my heart beat slowed to a more normal rhythm, I rescued my girls from the top of a slide. Watching our feet as we quickly made our way to the car, we decided to forego a picnic and opted to eat indoors.
As I drove away, my adventurous girl exclaimed, “Man, I should have touched the snake!” The three of us giggled as we retold the horror and humor of our time at the park. We sure made memories on our springtime adventure in Nemaha! I’m fairly certain all 85 residents knew of our presence too. Shrieks of “SNAKE” and fits of nervous laughter were surely heard across the ‘Mighty’ Small Town that day!
The next time you are about to drive by a small Iowa town, stop for a bit and explore. Or better yet, plan an adventure to one of those places and stay awhile. The memories you make just might last a lifetime!