Month: July 2007

Hagerstown

MetroOr Not Since We Went To The New Menu.

Farmington, CT to Hagerstown, MD. We got an early start and used the usual route out of Connecticut (I-84, I-684, Saw Mill Parkway, I-87/I-287), but instead of getting on the Garden State Parkway we stayed on I-287. Didn’t stay on the Interstate for long though, Donna broke out the NJ map and we hit the back roads. One, because we would rather stay off the Interstates and two, we were headed to western NJ to visit another far flung relation of Donna’s in Blairstown, Betty. She is the daughter of the sister of Donna’s grandmother. Is that a cousin, second cousin or first cousin once removed?

After lunch at Betty’s we stayed on the back roads and entered in to our least favorite state of the union, road-wise, Pennsylvania. As long as we can stay rural through the Keystone State we are fine, but the major routes really suck, rough and chock full of 18 wheelers (plus add today’s rain…) When we finally hit I-81 we were going to grab a bite to eat and stop for the night.

At the intersection of PA 443 and I-81 we ate at a place called Gooseberry’s Family Restaurant (or something similar) and we almost didn’t stay because we had to walk through the smoking section to get to the no smoking area (an omen we should have headed.) When Donna tried asked if she could get the chili instead of the offered soup de jour with her entree, the waitress said that you couldn’t have any substitutions since they went to the new menu. So Donna just ordered the chili in a bread bowl. While we waited on our meal, the man of the couple at the table behind us asked if they had any specials, to which the waitress replied, “There are no specials since we went to the new menu.” When I got my Blue Cheese Burger that is pretty much what is was, a bun, a burger patty and some blue cheese. I didn’t bother to ask if I could get some lettuce and a tomato slice because I knew what the answer would be… “Nope, not since we went to the new menu.”

After that dining experience and our prejudicial feelings towards traveling in PA, we got back on I-81 and drove an additional 100 miles just so we could start our day tomorrow in a different state, Maryland.

I didn’t even take the camera out of it’s case today, so the POTD attached to this post is one from last weekend in DC, a shaky shot of a Metro train arriving in the station. I chose this picture because as we entered into Maryland there were two big rigs with wide load signs on them parked just outside the Welcome Center, the load, shiny new Metro cars. After a couple of miles we found out why those two were there, they must have been waiting for their police escort, because up ahead we could see a state trooper car following yet another wide load Metro car.

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New Britain 4

New Britain's Iwo Jima MemorialOr Do You Know Where You Are?

Or even All Ashore That Is Going Ashore.

When we got up this morning our intention was to head south to Jersey to visit a cousin of Donna’s. That was if it was OK with her because we had already scheduled the visit for Thursday. By the time we bid “fare thee well” to the family and it was time to leave, the cousin couldn’t be reached. Being as we had the room here at the Farmington Inn for another night, we opted to tour a little of central CT. Used the web to look up where some waterfalls could be found and headed out.

Leaving town we passed a sign for the National Iwo Jima Memorial in New Britain/Newington. I have a photo of the monument in Arlington and every time we pass this one, it can be seen from Route 9, I think to myself, “I should stop and get a photo.” This morning I did.

We had directions to a couple of waterfalls in the south central part of the state with the first one being in East Hampton. Called The Cascades with a 20′ drop, the pictures made it look worth the trip. Reading the print directions, it seemed easy enough to find, but in real life proved elusive. We didn’t find Cox road where we expected it, so we turned on a different road to find our way back to a main road. What should we pass along the way but Cox Road. We turned onto it and seemed to be headed in the right direction, we crossed a listed road and Cox turned to dirt as advertised. About the time we got tired of bouncing on the dirt road and thought of turning around we came to the advertised fork in the road. There in the middle of the road were two fellows on off-road motorcycles. We stopped to ask where we were, but they beat us to the punch by asking first. They wanted to know if they went the way we came would take them to Portland. I answered yes, but wouldn’t dare try and direct them because of our round-a-bout way of getting here. They pointed to the fork of the road where we might find the waterfall, but had never seen it so couldn’t tell us how much further it might be. It was then that the 4 of us decided to return to where we did come from on the way we knew, the way we had come.

Our next destination was Chapman Falls in Millington, CT on the grounds of the Devil’s Hopyard State Park. Because the state park was on our Connecticut state map we had a high confidence level we cold find this one. As a bonus, our route would take us right by a covered bridge, Comstock Covered Bridge, one of five in the state and one we didn’t get a picture of in April. The bridge is not so historically picturesque because they have it supported by giant steel beams running longitudinally awaiting restoration. It looks like they have been waiting a long while because those steel beams are quite rusty. Chapman Falls turned out to be easy to find and easy to photograph. The roads surrounding the park are awesome. Lonely, narrow, tree lined and twisty they are perfect Miata roads. Hard to believe there is that much area of Connecticut that is still pristine and sparely populated.

When we left Devil’s Hopyard State Park and headed back we decided to take the Chester – Hadlyme Ferry across the Connecticut River. This small ferry, holding maybe 10 cars, and costing a whopping $3 is the second oldest continuously operating ferry in the state. As we approached the other side of the river Donna and I got back in the car and opened the CT map to decide how to get back to Farmington on the best 2 lane roads available. We both had our heads buried in the map when all of a sudden we heard, “All ashore that Is going ashore!” We had docked and the other three cars had long since departed. With a sheepish smile and a wave I started the car and drove off.

Started up, went down, back up, still up.
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New Britain 3

By a NoseOr 61,000 Carousel Horses.

Today we all piled into two cars and headed over a couple towns to Bristol and visited the Carousel Museum. I am not as big a fan of carousels as others in the group, but it was a very interesting couple hours, mostly due to our guide. She was only two years out of high school, but her knowledge and interest in the subject as well as a natural way with us, John Q. Public, made the subject almost exciting.

This evening Donna and I went over to catch up with a boyhood chum and his wife who we hadn’t seen in a while. We had a good time catching up on the events of the distant and recent past. Unfortunately a lot of the discussion centered around the foibles of our being upper middle-aged.

The Emperor clicked over to exactly 61,000 miles as I pulled into the hotel parking lot tonight.

Started up, went down, back up, back down, up again, still up.
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New Britain 2

Friendly'sThis is the 3rd memorial service in the last two months and I hope this doesn’t become a trend. First, in April, it was Donna’s Aunt Mary, then Jerry the Condo King in May and now my Mom’s in July.

Tonight’s for my mom was a nice little service and even though the minister had never met her he did a credible job. Mom was not real religious, but in the early years she would take us kids to Sunday school and church, but when we moved to the other side of town my dad wouldn’t drive us back over to the church on Sundays (Mom never got her license), so we just stopped going. I wonder how my life would have differed if my church going days hadn’t ended at the age of six?

After the service my brother had arranged a little gathering at the VFW hall with finger foods, etc for anyone who attended the service to go to. We went, ate a bit and chatted with my step dad’s kids, but most of the folks there were Paul’s friends or co-workers. We had a request for soul soothing ice cream from the family table, so Donna and I, younger sister Diane and her husband Allan and big sister Ginny headed to Friendly’s.

Top made an extra transition today because I washed the southern bugs off the nose in preperation for gathering some northern species of insects the next couple of days.

Started up, went down, back up, back down, up again, down, up yet again, still up.
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New Britain

Monkey on a WireWashington DC to New Britain, CT. We were on the road by 8:00AM and leaving DC on the GW Parkway is a treat. Nice quiet tree lined road that I’m sure is busier at other times, but on Sunday morning is almost lonely. Traffic didn’t really pick up until we got into Delaware, by NJ it was massive. Ten lanes of Turnpike, five each direction, were filled with travelers. The Garden State Parkway was busy as well until we got north of Passaic. Fortunately there were no incidents or accidents to bring things to a standstill.

Once we were across the Tappan Zee Bridge we got off the highways and started driving the byways. But first we stopped in Tarrytown and got a slice of pizza. It was lunch time, but it didn’t matter we wanted some pizza, every time we come up here we try and eat pizza at least every three days, because to quote my sister, “The south may be friendly and have good BBQ, they don’t know pizza.” Fortunately for us pizza joints in the northeast are as prevalent as drive-thru espresso places in the northwest, i.e. on every corner.

No waterfall picture today. As a matter of fact I didn’t take a single picture, so for your enjoyment, here is one from yesterday’s visit to the National Zoo. They have set up some high lines between several points in the zoo and the orangutans have the freedom to roam them. Just don’t stand directly under the wires….

Started up, went down, back up, down again, up again, still up.
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