|What a beautiful day to be on the road!|
The Steel Trolley Diner, featured on the Food Network, was serving a brisk mid-morning breakfast crowd. They have a small gift shop next door with 1950's stuff, and apple pie jam that we did not resist.
|Finding seconds in the Fiesta Ware Outlet|
Some miscommunication between The Book, the LHA maps, the driver, and me sent us southeast on the red adjustment instead of northeast on the original blue LH route. One book said something about there being 5 miles of the LH in West Virginia (that little upper west part between Ohio and Pennsylvania), so I thought it met up with the blue route after that. We probably made it a bit faster, but we were disappointed to have missed blue route scenery that follows along the north side of the river for about 35 miles. Either way you end up in Pittsburg, going right through the University of Pennsylvania and intense traffic that seems to go on forever. Dad says, "I'm sure glad I live in Sylvia, Kansas!" When asked if that's because of the hills or the traffic. He said, "There is just so much less to worry about."
As we headed for our goal of Gettysburg, we passed signs for the National Memorial to 9/11 Flight 93 near Shanksville, PA. We took the turn right off the LH and spent about an hour at the site of the crash. A long winding, black concrete path leads to a white marble wall that parallels the flight path, and has names of all the passengers and crew that saved the terrorists from flying into the White House. The point of impact is marked with a large boulder, flowers, and flags about 100 yards beyond a wooden fence. The flight path to the site is mowed between a field of wildflowers.
We settled into a KOA campground at Gettysburg. The towns are closer together here...it makes for less time to plan and think while we drive. We will leave the Lincoln Highway tomorrow after visiting the Gettysburg battlefield and head north for family history.
Along the way we've been entranced by the architecture of county courthouses...each little burg wanting to outdo the other...seems that lots of money gets spent on courthouses and they become the greatest examples of their period. Nothing compares to the Nebraska State capitol though! We all want to feel pride in our place, and somehow human nature has a need to feel superior to our neighbors.
We also have lots of pictures of houses along the road, and noticed that the old homes are more normal further east...they did not have to be scraped together from sod!
|The Fall Foliage and mountain vistas were breathtaking today.|
|We turned the big RV around to go back and get |
photos of this great mural west of Stoystown
|Enjoying hospitality at |
Bye and Bye Hardware, Lisbon, OH
|The wall of oak hardware storage at Bye and Bye|
|Toll Bridge across the Ohio River|
|Mom and Dad at the Flight93 wall|