Route Description
SR 368 is located exclusively in northwestern Logan County. The route begins at a Y-intersection with SR 366 in McArthur Township about 1.75 miles (2.82 km) east of Russells Point. From there, it heads due north, abutted by a subdivision of cottages on the west side and open fields on the east side. After entering into the proper of Indian Lake State Park, SR 368 bends to the northwest, passing amidst a blend of fields and trees as it crosses into Washington Township. The highway next passes an access road to a state park boat launch for Indian Lake. As it turns to the north, SR 368 traverses into a heavily wooded area. Along this stretch, SR 368 passes into Stokes Township. It curves to the northeast as it departs the forest and enters into a neighborhood of cottages along a very narrow strip of land as it travels further out onto Indian Lake. After it travels through an S-curve, SR 368 continues to the northeast, then bends to the northwest, crosses over an inlet and enters Shawnee Island. Turning to the west-northwest, SR 368 passes amidst numerous houses and cottages on Shawnee Island. The highway then passes onto Seminole Island, on which the highway comes to an end as it arrives at an intersection where it meets CR 272, which heads north from the intersection, and CR 286, which departs to the southwest.
This spur route is not included in the National Highway System (NHS), a system of highways identified as being most important for the country's economy, mobility and defense.
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