Oh, I have them. They are locked into the camera and what with work and unpacking (Hubs did most of it) and the driving (dear Lord the driving), I'm a hair tuckered.
We went on a 4 day whirlwind vacation to PA.
We're convinced that PA stands for Paving Always.
Where'd we go? Well, I'm pleased that you asked. Here is what we did:
On Thursday morning, we drove across the great, somewhat wide state of Pennsylvania to Scranton. It took us longer than we had expected since probably 80% of our drive (no exaggeration) was through construction zones. Good times.
We made it to Scranton by the make-it-or-break-it time of 3:30 PM. We wanted to go to
Steamtown National Historic Site. We did make it, though we are pretty convinced that they changed the area of entrance from the last time we had been there. Poor Hubs, he only had about an hour and 20 minutes there.
We went on to camp. We stayed at
Hickory Run, which is a part of the Pennsylvania State Parks. We were able to get camp set up on Thursday night, with me cooking and putting up different items in the dark, as K- and Hubs had taken off leaving me no light. Oops.
On Friday, we headed over to Easton, the home of the
Crayola Factory. K- was in heaven, as there is no such thing as good as the smell of a new crayon! Hubs had done his homework and found that you should be there at open. That we were and in about an hour and a half, we were thankful. Church groups and daycares filled the space and soon, K- was being run over by hoards of people. We were thankful that we were able to do and to see everything there, even doing somethings several times. It was good stuff.
When we left Crayola, we cruised on to the
Delaware Water Gap. There we were able to see the Point of Gap and to even cross over part of the
Appalachian Trail. We hiked to see the upper portion of
Raymondskill Falls, the largest falls in Pennsylvania. We were amazed the the falls were flowing with such force, given that it was August and there had been a drought.
We found out why when we returned to our campsite.
It rained. And rained. And rained. Our easy-up was starting to stag with the weight of the water that it had collected. Our changing tent had a damp floor from wicking. The new tent held, though! I knew that there was going to be some rain and had Hubs drop the easy-up with me so that it covered chairs and all. Thank goodness! I also stopped and got some food at Wendy's on the way back. It was looking just too ill out to be thinking that building a fire would be a possibility. Turns out that idea was a good one. We got back in enough time to clean-up and change. I went to the car to get K-'s seat cleared out in case we had to do an emergency car sleep-in instead. I ran to the tent. "Open up! It's coming!" I could hear the rain and I just got in in time.
It probably rained a total of 4-5".
The good thing was that the rain drowned out the noise of the very loud neighbors that we had the previous evening. The sad thing is that our neighbors right beside us ended up sleeping in their car because setting up in the rain was just not working out for them.
On Saturday, we did a slow motion cruise. We were hunting for bears. We literally drove through the woods at about 5 miles per hour looking and just taking it all in. The rain clouds had parted, sun was beaming in and the butterflies were out. While we didn't see a bear, but not for the lack of trying, we did get to
Boulder Field, a National Natural Landmark.
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Drat. Blogger ate the rest of what I wrote! I'll finish it up later. I don't have it in me! I wrote for an hour. UGH!
