Museums

The advantage/disadvantage of not having any plans is that things don't quite go like you haven't imagined them.
We were finishing up the Blue Ridge Parkway which sort of automatically loads you into Skyline Drive when you cross into Virginia from North Carolina. We were enjoying the great camping, abundant deer, and astounding vistas, but we were being affected by Bart's Boring Beauty Syndrome so we took a left down off the ridge and drove along the base of the mountains in the Shenandoah Valley. We love back roads. Up down left right cows houses barns cars trucks fields. It is very comforting to us to have a change of pace.
When we got to the Tri-State area and settled into the hostel, we realized that we were only two hours from Carlisle and we had an entire week to get there.

We were all museum-ed out. No more. We needed a break. Beth also didn't want to be around a lot of people before the week of the Hershey car show.

Washington D.C. was within a quick drive and we KNEW that we could easily grab a train into the city, but if you aren't there to collect or distribute money then D.C. means museums.

No museums. We left the hostel and turned left. We were driving right next to the old C&O tow-line canal which was recently re-opened to the public along the entire length. A couple of miles along we saw "Mr. History" from the hostel, and we stopped to talk to ask him how the locks worked way back then. He talked for quite a time about the details of the C&O and how it was George Wahington's brainchild and broke ground July 4th 18?? on the same day that the B&O railroad broke ground. He said we should go on a tour of Harper's Ferry while we were there, but we said we were museum-ed out. He showed me on the map where Antitiem was, the site where more Americans died in a single day of battle that at any other time or place.

We avoided Harper's Ferry park, and drove along next to the C&O. Ate in Shepardston. Went through Antitiem and took pictures of the battlefields. We traveled along more backroads. These are roads that we will NEVER be on again. If there is something to see, you've got to see it now.
An orchard, buy apples. Some driving. Ooooh! The town that is preparing for the huge apple festival in two more days. Sixty to one-hundred thousand people in a small town. Let's keep moving. Oooooh! The national apple museum. They are closed, but since we drove so far... our private tourguide showed us their museum which includes a nice collection of apple peelers from Goodell Company in Antrim, NH.

More backroads. We come across Gettysburg. We have no choice. We would be in trouble with some folks if we didn't stop. We drove around the fields and took pictures and read the signs.
We started talking about the importance of things that we just read about.

We drove through the town of Gettysburg, more back roads, some non-descript city. Gotta see the Clock & Watch museum, but it's Friday and housing is always tough to find on Friday.

The Clock & Watch Museum was great! After a couple of hours, Beth went out to the car to take a nap. I got kicked out at five PM. I attempted to claim that I didn't know what time it was, but when I said it, I realized that I was in a section where all of the clocks were working correctly. Damn.

I went out to the car and Beth had been on the phone with a campground to see if they had any vacancies and was yelled at for having the nerve to ask "on our busiest weekend".

I was able to find a place Pennsylvania State Campround an hour away, and off we went. We stayed the night at a wonderful camground and headed off in the morning, swearing that we were NOT going to go to any museums.

We drove straight to Carlisle.

Sleeping on the Potomac

Last night Lucy from London said that she had a little trouble sleeping here the previous night. A few minutes later we found out why. The sounds outside were unbelievable.
Trains (a lot of them), loud insects, planes, trains, cars, helicopters, loud birds, trucks, trains, probably some dirigibles, noisy stars (I think). Unbelievable. Oh, don't forget about the Koreans that were experimenting with the American beer.

This morning in the kitchen everybody is chatty, and I hear that Beth is getting some ideas of where we are going today -- wait, it sounds like she is writing down Florida stuff.

The Koreans. Good times. They arrived in a group of about eight men. The hostel host gave them her usual hostel tour: "...here is a map of the C&O, a map of the A.T., a map of D.C.", etc. only she used the universal translator -- a loud voice.
They were hungry and wanted to grill some meat. They were going to send half of the team out to purchase some beef. Our hostel hostess does not like to send people to Bristol because the roads are confusing and people get lost. The beef squad showed her the GPS they had and insisted that they would be fine. She called the supermarket and warned them that some Koreans were coming to find some beef. The rest of their team waited here. And waited.

Our hostel hostess brought some marshmallows out to the boys manning the grill, because she assumed that they were done with their meal. She found out that the beef team had not returned. The members of the grill team were VERY hungry. A few minutes later our hostel hostess came to tell me that the grill team were eating marshmallows and Korean whiskey.
This was their first experience with marshmallows but probably not their first experience with whiskey. The grill burned down to ashes. The beef team finally returned. They had bought some beef and a few other things. They found some bright colored cans of beer that looked very Korean in style. It was that new caffeinated beer. Marshmallows with whiskey, cold beef, and cold beer that encourages loud talking. The porch is thirty feet from our tent. The train tracks were someplace VERY close. The bridge across the river was WELL within earshot. The catfish I had choked down at the "Cindy Dee Restaurant" seemed to be a serious mistake. Yep, it WAS difficult to fall asleep. Beth and I giggled ourselves to sleep.

West Virginia -- Maryland -- Virginia

Hi gang,
We are camping on the Potomac at the intersection of Maryland, Virginia, and West Virginia, I think. We are officially in Maryland right now, but just barely. We have been in the mountains for the last few days and we didn't have any signal. None.

I seem to be 'zawsted tonight, so I will attempt to wake up early tomorrow morning. We are staying at a hostel and we may not be able to plug in until 7am.

On our way to here from Apex we stopped at V.I.R., a really cool racetrack, and then we went into the mountains. That was it, nothing but terrific views and a lot of deer, but no radio contact. Today we detoured from Skyline Drive and rode the backroads. Here we are. Tired, bleary, showered, and happy. We are only a few hours from Hershey, and we have a week to get there.

Here are a few photos, including the usual sunset shots. We really DO enjoy our sunsets.






Last night we were camping in the mountains and the stars were terrific. It was a little different than Ossipee though because there were blinking lights waaaay up there from all of the airliners. Southbound on the left and Northbound on the right.
Sometimes their strobes would syncronize and create a marquee of blinking lights across the sky.