This was an interesting, but very quick, stop that we probably won't be repeating. We found it touted as the "creepiest hike in your state," so naturally Rachel wanted to visit it. Supposedly the ruins are haunted by Baynard (who won the estate in a poker game), himself. But we didn't see any ghosts and the hike was more like a walk (and not even a long walk, at that). It was interesting to see the tabby block ruins and read about the history of the place, but we really only spent a few minutes there (which was especially disappointing because although the site itself is on the list of national historic sites, it's only accessible by a private road and there's a $9 toll per vehicle, which we did not know about beforehand—and it had to be paid in cash).
So, anyway, it was neat...but not $18 (tolls for two cars) neat.
Here's everyone reading a plaque in front of the big house:
We walked down every trail around the ruins, hoping to find this "hike" we'd heard about. Each path spit us out into a residential road soon after embarking on our hike. But we did see this heron.
Here's Alexander, our intrepid explorer spying on the heron through the trees: