Ending Part II of the Journey
7/8/2014 – When I tried to enter Clearfield Pennsylvania into the GPS yesterday, there were two towns by hat name in the state, one a few hours further than the other-who named these towns? – so when the exit to the closer one had no sign for the Econolodge where I was sure I had a reservation, I just about lost it. We pulled into the parking lot of a building that was obviously an old motel which now hosted a convenience store, gym, and tattoo joint. I was going to call when my great nephew spotted the sign for the hotel just up the road. They had newly converted, and even the sign on the wall near the front desk still said Days Inn, with a piece of paper that probably said Econolodge taped over it. The tape at the top of the paper didn’t hold up to the fan that was blowing from the bottom. Later I discovered that my credit card statement even said this was a Days Inn. Well, “a rose by any other name”, right? Either way, the place was dark, dingy, had a crappy breakfast, and didn’t qualify me for Choice Hotels’ promotion, but we saved $20 on the rooms.
Today we enjoyed some picturesque fog-it wasn’t on the highway, but hugging the valleys, waterfalls of the Delaware Water Gap, and “the Greek place in Matamoras”. Another day of travel on the “I’s” I would have loved the chance to photograph some of that fog, but I’ll have to savor the sight since there was no place to stop and capture it. Still, traffic was lighter, the showers stopped, and the state patrol was busy catching other drivers. One my previous stops, I finished some unfinished business left by hurried travels-in the case of Yosemite, I hurried past it 26 years ago. Today, we drove up the road to Dingmans Falls in the Delaware Water Gap National Recreation Area, which was closed when I passed this way in January. My brother in law discovered this road a few years ago which connects I-80 and I-84 and not only avoids the high country around Scranton PA, but is a relaxing break with beautiful scenery along the river. Just off the main road are several waterfalls. In January I saw Raymondskill Falls, but only as far as the sprayed and frozen trail and handrails allowed. A short walk today revealed Silverthread Falls, a narrow 80 foot beauty, and the more wild 130 foot Dingmans, which looks like a waterslide, but one that would not be amusing. Heat, humidity and timing convinced us that a drive up to the picnic area didn’t sound very inviting, so we headed for Milford. When we got to “the Greek place” we found out that the two places we were talking about were one in the same-Milford PA's Village Diner where I ate breakfast next to the Scottish Inn where I stayed in January is more easily accessed from the Matamoras exit on I-84 and has some good Greek food. Unfortunately they were out of the dolmades-stuffed grape leaves-but our various dishes were great as was my meal last time I was there and my family’s on their previous visits.
A perfect ending to a good day on the road, our Mother met us at the door, each one of the four waiting their turn in the hallway in front of her apartment for a long hug and kiss at the door. We met my sister’s goal, arriving on the eve of her 90th birthday. My great nephew and I headed off for a Ricotti’s sandwich, a warm greeting from my niece, her husband, their daughter, and a nice quiet, clean room in their basement, where I finally got some rest.
So, after a long and fulfilling nine months of travel, stopping back in Idaho to catch up and reconnect with friends, and returning to Rhode Island to what will be a week long celebration for my Mother with family from around this country and Canada, I’ll be plotting my next move, making new discoveries in this area and who knows where next. The journey continues…