Spring arrived, according to the weather folks, at 1:48 a.m. on March 20th. On March 22nd, we woke up just outside Harrisburg, PA to SNOW!!!!!!!!!!! It was the kind of snow we used to call “Star Trek Snow” because it looked like the car was heading into warp drive – especially at night. This was daytime snow but it had a similar effect.
We followed route 15 up the Susquehanna River. We went through many small towns and lost count of how many “Main Streets”. As we ventured north, the snow stopped and the skies cleared. We stopped in South Williamsport to see the Little League World Series ball parks. It is on the list of things to do to come up here to see games in the LLWS. The museum was closed or we would have hung around to see that. We drove around the block to get another view of the fields and saw this house. I told Dave I needed a picture of because I didn’t think anyone would believe that someone would actually paint their house this color. The green in the photo appears much less electric than it did in ‘real’ life. Dave surmised that they didn’t have a ladder and the roller bar only went so far which explains the matching darker green spots on BOTH ends of the house. So, we drove down the street to turn around in the cul-de-sac. As we headed back past the house the owner of the house stepped out. Now, this may be a case of “you had to be there” but I tell you I was laughing so hard my eyes were rivers of tears. I could barely talk to get Dave’s attention. It was all I could do to keep the car moving down the street. I dared not stop and let the man (who we nicknamed Sal) see me laughing. You see, Sal had a shirt on that was the EXACT SAME color as the house (the lighter color). If he stood to with his back to the wall of the house it would have looked as if his hands and face were coming out of the wall.
I did recover – although I still get giggly when I think about it – and we continued on into New York to Corning. We stopped for lunch at Friendly’s and to look at the map and decide where to go from there. Dave came up with a great idea. We took 414 in New York heading northeast to Watkins Glen and Seneca Lake, one of the Finger Lakes. We couldn’t remember if Watkins Glen was famous for Golf or Car Racing. It’s car racing. This picture were taken at a dock near the south end of the lake. The wind wipped the water up on the dock and formed icicles on the rope fence. We followed the road along the lake. It was beautiful everywhere. Reminded us a little of the ride along the Otesega Lake in Cooperstown, NY. Again, we went through lots of small towns and took in many beautiful views. As we went over the top of Seneca Lake we decided to head over to Cayuga Lake for the trip south.
A sign on that route south read “Falls Overlook” with an arrow. Here we discovered Taughannock Falls; 200+ miles high; the white on either side is ice which causes fractures and the rocks crash making the canyon wider. The view through binoculars at the pool at the top of the falls was awesome. I couldn't zoom in close enough though. The trails were closed because the winter weather made them dangerous. I’d love to go back and walk them sometime.
It was getting late again so we decided to take 220 to Towanda, PA near where 220 meets route 6. (We did route 6 across PA several years ago). We found a nice, inexpensive motel. The restaurant attached to it was very much like Pinocchio’s, one of our local favorites in Media. We watched more basketball games and went to sleep.
We followed route 15 up the Susquehanna River. We went through many small towns and lost count of how many “Main Streets”. As we ventured north, the snow stopped and the skies cleared. We stopped in South Williamsport to see the Little League World Series ball parks. It is on the list of things to do to come up here to see games in the LLWS. The museum was closed or we would have hung around to see that. We drove around the block to get another view of the fields and saw this house. I told Dave I needed a picture of because I didn’t think anyone would believe that someone would actually paint their house this color. The green in the photo appears much less electric than it did in ‘real’ life. Dave surmised that they didn’t have a ladder and the roller bar only went so far which explains the matching darker green spots on BOTH ends of the house. So, we drove down the street to turn around in the cul-de-sac. As we headed back past the house the owner of the house stepped out. Now, this may be a case of “you had to be there” but I tell you I was laughing so hard my eyes were rivers of tears. I could barely talk to get Dave’s attention. It was all I could do to keep the car moving down the street. I dared not stop and let the man (who we nicknamed Sal) see me laughing. You see, Sal had a shirt on that was the EXACT SAME color as the house (the lighter color). If he stood to with his back to the wall of the house it would have looked as if his hands and face were coming out of the wall.
I did recover – although I still get giggly when I think about it – and we continued on into New York to Corning. We stopped for lunch at Friendly’s and to look at the map and decide where to go from there. Dave came up with a great idea. We took 414 in New York heading northeast to Watkins Glen and Seneca Lake, one of the Finger Lakes. We couldn’t remember if Watkins Glen was famous for Golf or Car Racing. It’s car racing. This picture were taken at a dock near the south end of the lake. The wind wipped the water up on the dock and formed icicles on the rope fence. We followed the road along the lake. It was beautiful everywhere. Reminded us a little of the ride along the Otesega Lake in Cooperstown, NY. Again, we went through lots of small towns and took in many beautiful views. As we went over the top of Seneca Lake we decided to head over to Cayuga Lake for the trip south.
A sign on that route south read “Falls Overlook” with an arrow. Here we discovered Taughannock Falls; 200+ miles high; the white on either side is ice which causes fractures and the rocks crash making the canyon wider. The view through binoculars at the pool at the top of the falls was awesome. I couldn't zoom in close enough though. The trails were closed because the winter weather made them dangerous. I’d love to go back and walk them sometime.
It was getting late again so we decided to take 220 to Towanda, PA near where 220 meets route 6. (We did route 6 across PA several years ago). We found a nice, inexpensive motel. The restaurant attached to it was very much like Pinocchio’s, one of our local favorites in Media. We watched more basketball games and went to sleep.
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