Back onto the railway. We're now heading westward on
the old tracks. We've never seen this section of the
valley before and its very interesting. We came a
place where the GPS said the tracks split in two but we only
saw evidence of one set of tracks heading northwest.
The westward section of tracks appear to have been covered
up by some sort of recent excavation. W crawled up on
a man-made hill onto a large clearing that may be the base
camp where the old rails and railroad ties were loaded up
and trucked out. The guys on the quads did a little
scouting around as were check out the scenery.
Wheeling with Tammy
This shack was actually a two-room an outhouse
probably built for the workers who were removing the rails.
Back to the cabin. Time kill central until it was time
to head out to dinner. Eric had a bag of golf
balls. We all took turns giving them a whack into the
Eric and Paul put on a juggling show for us.
This is Jim Null, owner of the Central Hotel in
Curwensville. Hey Jim, thanks for the "on the
house" Pepper/Cheese things you brought out for us.
Dinner, then a few games of pool before heading back to
camp. It was Saturday night and we were going to be
packing up in the morning. We were all a little
beat. Not as tired as Koichi though I suspect.
It was a chilly, damp night. The clouds were low and the
air was misty. A campfire was started as we hung out for
the evening drinking a few beers, throwing firecrackers into
the fire. I was experimenting with the digital camera's
timed exposure to get some interesting shots of the camp fire.
Another fall trip in the bag. New trails and old
friends made for another fun, unique weekend up here in cabin
country. We're already planning our next trip, actually
the next two trips are being discussed. A winter bash
followed up by the spring trip where we hope to re-discover a
hidden natural formation of sandstone overlooking the
valley. The sister formation of Bilgers
Yep... Sleeping again, somewhere around
Harrisburg on Rt. 322.