Into the Bush

(Several days without internet service.)
What a relief to get rid of the noisy roads with constant trucks and Jake brakes and speeders. It’s Tuesday, the 14th , and we’ve turned north onto Rte. 287, a road leading in the direction of Wellsboro and eventually toward New York State. Many times today, we would have three or four minutes with absolutely no vehicles in sight and only the sounds of birds and the rushing waters in the nearby rivers and streams. Very pleasant!

Sunday we descended from Bald Eagle Mountain into Williamsport, enjoyed an extremely well-played Vidor Toccata on the mighty organ at a Lutheran Easter service, and had a huge (for us) Easter brunch in the crowded restaurant at the hotel. On Monday we headed west out of Williamsburg to past Linden - - city streets and then noisy four lane highway.

After enjoying a quite nice hotel in Williamsport for several nights, we did a low cost place ($39.) for Monday. Ya git wachoo pay for! As I was registering us Margaret was treated to the sight of a long-term rotund resident trying to extract pop from the machine. She was unsuccessful and called for Charlie to help out. He rushed out wearing his girth and long black trunks to retrieve their purchase. At least the location was clean. Tonight we’re in a nice clean ski resort lodge with a stove! - - we’re the only ones here. Relaxing. We’ll have some serious mountain work for the next few days.
We’re on the back-road 287 because U.S. 15 is being converted into I-99 where no pedestrians are allowed. We figured we’d be possibly dealing with bears, but so far none have been seen. Our only “encounter” was with Mr. Noisy Grumpy in Salladasburg. As we returned to our van at the side of the road near his home, he yelled at us, “You can’t park here! You can’t park here!” I was able to close the door of the van before his large noisy black dog reached us. A few minutes later, when I had restarted walking, the same man drove up and asked if I was trying to fish in “his” river. I explained the walking-to-Canada thing to him, but I don’t think his mind was able to comprehend. Margaret drove the van up behind him and thereafter kept the van within sight of me for the next few miles. Before the afternoon was over, a trooper stopped to ask us if we needed any help - - the same sort of courtesy that we’ve been experiencing for three weeks.

The weather is still unseasonably cool. Margaret points out that the benefit is no bugs and the carrion doesn’t smell. Warmer temperatures are to start tomorrow. Blooms continue to be abundant. There is a lot of periwinkle around here and there have been some patches of a white crocus-type bloom opened flat in the woods. Leaves on the forest scrub are out and tree leaves are just waiting for a warm day.

Pictures:
Ron and Margaret at lunch on Easter at the Genetti Hotel


The Lutheran church where we attended Easter service


Mr Grumpy's taste in art ain't so bad!

We're in bear country. (This was a flag!)