Coshocton sits at the confluence of the Tuscarawas and Walhonding Rivers where they meet to form the Muskingum, in a valley in east-central Ohio that the 19th century Ohio and Erie Canal made briefly important and which has been living quietly with that history ever since. The landscape is rolling Ohio farmland and river bottom and wooded hillside, genuinely pretty in the understated way that the American interior does pretty - nothing dramatic, nothing that photographs in a way that does it justice, just a kind of settled green beauty that works on you slowly if you're paying attention.
Roscoe Village is the immediate neighbourhood draw and it's worth understanding what it actually is before you arrive - not a theme park reconstruction but a genuine collection of restored 1830s canal-era buildings that serve as a living history museum and working retail and restaurant district simultaneously. The canal basin is still there, the towpath is walkable, the buildings are the real ones, and on a quiet weekday morning when the school groups haven't arrived it has an atmosphere that's genuinely evocative of something rather than just representative of it. People who respond to that kind of place respond to it strongly.
The Muskingum River below town is part of the Ohio canal system and still navigable, which means there's a lock system that operates and a river culture of small boats and fishing that gives the waterfront a working character that purely decorative riverfronts don't have. Fishing in the Muskingum for saugeye, bass and catfish is taken seriously by people who know the river, and the stretch around Coshocton has a reputation among Ohio anglers that doesn't need any marketing to sustain itself.
North of Coshocton the roads lead into Holmes County and the largest Amish community in the world, which is not a tourist attraction in the managed sense but an actual community of several tens of thousands of people living in a specific way, and driving through that landscape - the buggies, the farms, the particular quiet of a place without engines - is one of those American experiences that surprises people who thought they'd already understood what America looks like. Coshocton is the southern entry point to that region and the motel is a sensible base for the day trips north.