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Morgantown, WV to Bethel, NY
Total trip miles to date: 11,398
I stayed over at a very posh golf club outside of Morgantown, a really nice place I would never have picked, but for the excellent room rate online. I’ve had all kinds of rooms on this trip, in all kinds of places. I would rate them on a scale of 1-10 as averaging 6.5. I’ve had a few 2’s. This room was a 9.5, likely the best I have had. Very nice!
I was pre-packed from the night before, so rolled out early looking for coffee and a croissant. I found a place quickly and sat outside in perfect weather to plan the day. It was a bit windy, so windy in fact, that my large road atlas, which now is just a bunch of loose pages, blew off the table into the parking lot. Remember, lots of pages, loose pages. I jumped up to try to grab them before they flew off, only to knock my coffee off the table. As the pages blew around, a few folks going into the place ran out and helped me corral the atlas. Embarrassing! I think i am in need of a new atlas.
One older gentleman (I’m guessing age 85) came out just as we got everything together and asked me if I was the one driving that “contraption”. I said, “Yes sir, I am the crazy guy”. He walked around it, and said, “I think my father drove one of these when he was in England. He lived over there for 30 years, way back. I was born there, then we moved to the states. I’ve seen pictures of him in one of these.” I told him a bit of history about the Morgan 3-wheeler, and that his father may well have drove one of the original 3 wheelers built from 1910-1952. Then he said this, “In those pictures, my father wore a leather cap and some big goggles. That was back when real men drove these things”. I showed him my leather helmet and goggles, same as his dad wore. “Hmmm, I guess that makes you a man.” he said matter–of-factly. Then he looked at my helmet in the passenger floorboard. “You wear the helmet, too”? Only when it’s raining, or when I’m not feeling manly.” We both had a healthy laugh and he reached out his hand, “you be careful in this thing.” I thanked him and went inside to get my second cup of coffee (actually, my first).
I checked on line to see what the hours were at Falling Water, just a half hour up the road. I got on the site and read this:
As of March 10, 2018, Falling Water is open Monday-Sunday, and closed every Wednesday. Falling Water’s front gates open at 8 a.m. and close at 4 p.m.
Noooooooooo!!!!!!! Well, at least I have seen the place a couple of times. And, since I missed driving to Indiana, PA yesterday due to the work on the Spirit, I think I will see if I can get all the way to Bethel, NY today. I did just that. Pennsylvania is a beautiful state!
I left Morgantown at 9:45am and arrived in Bethel at 6:10pm. 402 miles. I took 4 breaks along the way, including a stop to see Happy Valley, where Penn State plays football. So many thoughts of the horrible mess that occurred here with Jerry Sandusky and the many children he abused. How could the coaches and administrators have known and then kept it quiet? It’s mindboggling. So many lives affected. Prayers for those victims.
While driving through State College, a car pulled up next to me and a young woman leaned out, “I’m Grinnell, class of ’19”. I yelled “awesome” then we got separated and I didn’t have a chance to chat. Pretty neat, though.
At a rest stop, a nice family came over and struck up a conversation. Nice to meet you, Lisa, Jeff, Keira, and Leo.
It was a long day of driving, but a smooth one! The new tires were amazing! The weather was warm, but less humid. Tomorrow, a visit to the site of the famous Woodstock rock concert, then it’s onward through the Catskills, then the Adirondacks. Beautiful driving ahead!