Today was another case of leaving the motel earlier than I could have in order to get done before dark. I started back down the highway towards Danville before running on what claimed to be the oldest rails-to-trails in the United States, an old Reading Railroad line that was converted in the 1800's. After walking through the main part of town, I continued east after town on a small back road that
After the town of Catawissa, I continued down back roads towards Hazelton. Even though I had crossed taller mountains earlier in the state, I climbed them on highways which took the steepness out of them. These country roads were something else, a sign warned of 14 percent grade for a half mile on one of them. The curviness of the roads always
As I turned down Tomhicken Road, the road that would take me into Hazleton after about 10 miles, the forewarned rains started. The worst of this Nor'Easter was to the east, but I The forest I ran through provided some shelter, but it still got plenty wet. When I got to the b
Outside of my room at the Forest Inn I met Anthony, who was about to start a seasonal job at one of Amazon's largest plants in town. After showering and getting situated I went with him to dinner across the street at Denny's. It was interesting to learn his involvement with the 12 Tribes, a religious based farming community in upstate New York. After dinner, I went to bed exhausted yet again happy that tomorrow would be under 30 miles.
After the town of Catawissa, I continued down back roads towards Hazelton. Even though I had crossed taller mountains earlier in the state, I climbed them on highways which took the steepness out of them. These country roads were something else, a sign warned of 14 percent grade for a half mile on one of them. The curviness of the roads always
As I turned down Tomhicken Road, the road that would take me into Hazleton after about 10 miles, the forewarned rains started. The worst of this Nor'Easter was to the east, but I The forest I ran through provided some shelter, but it still got plenty wet. When I got to the b
Outside of my room at the Forest Inn I met Anthony, who was about to start a seasonal job at one of Amazon's largest plants in town. After showering and getting situated I went with him to dinner across the street at Denny's. It was interesting to learn his involvement with the 12 Tribes, a religious based farming community in upstate New York. After dinner, I went to bed exhausted yet again happy that tomorrow would be under 30 miles.
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