I had a couple of vacation days floating around so hatched a plan for a Four Corners (ish) tour of PA. I was at the National this summer in Bloomsburg, but for those who hadn‘«÷t heard, it was pretty darn hot, and I never explored the area like I wanted. I spent most of the time drinking lemonade in the shade, though I had a great time in Bloomsburg. I‘«÷ve wanted to get back to that area and ride the roads I missed this summer. My home base is SE PA so I planned on camping at Rickett‘«÷s Glen SP , Cook Forest SP and Ohiopyle SP to complete the other three corners, more or less, of PA. Here‘«÷s my story.
I left this past Friday and the forecast called for rain on Friday and maybe Friday night, but then it looked like dry weather. The forecast was a little off. I packed the S since it‘«÷s an awesome bike and has heated grips and an outlet for my heated jacket.
I planned to stop at Hermy‘«÷s BMW on my way north to have my MOA mileage form signed so I could mail it and ensure my position well down the list of PA finishers. I‘«÷m actually hoping to get lucky and be ‘«£average male‘«ō. I left about 9:30 and took great joy, when at the end of my street, I turned right rather than left, as I do every day going to work. So far so good.
I got on the interstate to make better time, and as it looked a little threatening I stopped at the Allentown service plaza to put on my rain suit. I was to practically live in it for the next 3 days. Thank God for Frogg Toggs.
I exited the interstate and headed west.
Whenever I‘«÷m in the area of Hermy‘«÷s, I like to ride up and over Hawk Mountain on Hawk Mountain Rd. Today was no exception.
As I stopped briefly at Hermy‘«÷s, it started to rain a little. As soon as I left, it started raining so hard I thought about heading back to Hermy‘«÷s but was sure the rain would stop any minute.
I ended up spotting a pavilion where I could pull the bike under cover and try to dry out.
After about an hour I headed out again. I wandered up towards Hazelton and then found my way over to Mahanoy City where I picked up PA 339, a great way to get to Bloomsburg.
I‘«÷d been in and out of rain showers, but partway to Bloomsburg, the sun actually came out.
Soon after this picture on PA 339, I noticed the sky was getting pretty dark and soon thereafter the skies opened up. This is the next picture I took.
I went by the Bloomsburg Fairgrounds and was amazed to see it compared to this past summer. It‘«÷s still a muddy mess and the houses bordering the Fairgrounds were heavily damaged from the flooding they experienced. I was sorry to see that.
I picked up PA 487 to get to Rickett‘«÷s Glen, but the heavy rain continued with the skies still dark. The thought of setting up camp in the rain was not appealing and, as much as I hate to admit it, I ended up turning back and getting a hotel in Buckhorn. When I pulled off my overmitts, it was like pouring water out of a boot. It was my low point standing in the hotel lobby watching people mop where I stood and putting out ‘«£Caution, Wet Floor‘«ō signs. My only request was a room with towels. Needless to say, day 1 didn‘«÷t go as planned.