Hot Springs Mountain Tower

We hiked up a viewing tower to overlook Hot Springs from a mountain top. Oh, feel the burn!
We hiked up a viewing tower to overlook Hot Springs from a mountain top. Oh, feel the burn!
Today we dine in Memphis and sleep in Hot Springs.
It's spawning season. The fish are interested in things other than our rods. I mean bait.
We may have been rather rash when we assumed that visiting the Smokey Mountains on a weekday would be simple. Possibly, because this was a weekday when the leaves were changing. Fortunately, we only needed a spot for Wednesday night, because Thursday was booked solid.
We are taking a mini road trip for a few days in the mountains. After visiting some museums it was dark. Too dark. The kind of dark you get when you are driving on a heavily forested road without street lamps and only very small and infrequent road signs. A rational person—upon discovering that the only thing poorer than the road markings was the cellphone reception—might have concluded that any hopes of camping should be abandoned. Instead, we decided to drive on.
We all knew that this was on the agenda, did we not? With all the putzing around the North East, The Big Apple could not be that long in the waiting. In fact, we had intended to visit New York earlier in this branch of the trip. Yet, we couldn't help but delay for the opportunity to house sit for an entire week in the West Village. One of our friends would be away for Burning Man and had a kitten that would be lonely. Thus, the date was set, and we were eager to visit all of our favorite haunts* in the city that never sleeps.
We found a little slice of heaven in Vermont, a state shaped like a slice of pie. The Green Mountain State is emerald green and close to nature.
In our continuing quest to visit undervalued sites, we swung through Titusville, PA to see the one—and, indeed, the only—Drake Well, the world's first oil well. Sure, native Americans had been collecting oil from oil seeps for thousands of years before the Drake Well, but this was the first time that oil was collected by means of digging a well and attempting to pump the oil out of the ground. People already recognized the value of oil if only it could be collected in large amounts but Drake was the one the hit upon a process. While petroleum and its myriad of refined products may not be considered an environmentally friendly energy source today, at the time it was discovered, it was the answer to the dwindling number of whales, who were being hunted to make lamp oil and other products. Thus, my hat goes off to Drake and his whale saving enterprise.
Hershey: the town, the factory, the chocolate, and the man. A museum in Hershey, Pennsylvania dedicated to the eponymous sweet confection magnate.
Discover one of the oddest named town full of horse drawn carriages in Pennsylvania and the Amish community the defines Intercourse, PA.