I wasn’t going that far today, only 353 miles from Maumee, Ohio to Lamar, Pennsylvania. I got on the road about eight. I set the driver assist function and found out something new. It doesn’t like being left alone! After 30 seconds, the Driver Assist Mode insists it is not self-driving through a persistent beeping and flashing a warning that says “Keep Hands on the Wheel.” As you can see in the photograph, I am going 76PMH and obviously don’t have my hands on the wheel since I using my IPhone to take a picture. I found out, however, If I keep pressure on the wheel with my thumb and forefinger it leaves me alone.
Covid Testing at a Rest Stop |
The first two hundred miles on Highway 90 is just getting out of Ohio. You skirt Akron, buzz through Youngstown and then you are in Pennsylvania. The first rest stop in Pennsylvania, right at the Ohio
Picnic Area at Rest Stop |
boarder, has walk-up Covid testing. I have never seen that before. Also, the rest stop had a beautiful picnic area. Indeed, all the rest stops between Ohio and Lamar (about halfway through State) had beautiful and clean stops.
I was ahead of schedule and decided to do some exploring. I found a Masonic Lodge in Knox, PA. I set the nav for Knox and off the main
While driving |
highway I went. The landscape alternated between deep forests and well-tended farmland. It had rained several hours early and while the roads weren’t wet, they were damp. It was 72 degrees and the air had the rain cleansed smell. I put all the windows down and the sun roof open; cruised the countryside.
The roads are all named after something. Like Brick Church Road, Old State Road,
Christ Church Road, Porter Mill Road, Stone House
Road. I saw both the brick church and the Christ
Church. The first two pictures are driving down two of the roads that go
through a forest like area.
Stopped in road |
The nav computer apparently considers a hard-packed gravel road with a name a good short cut. As I turned onto the first recommended gravel road I was a little apprehensive. I have all wheel drive, but I also racing tires. I figured at least one of the tires was new anyway. Slowly, I crunched up the gravel road and as I crested a hill, I was treated to the beautiful view of a farm. In the photograph in which you can see the back window of my car, you can also see a little bit of the gravel road.
I thought I was going further off the highway, but I was also going further back in time. I saw carriages
parked in garages and took a picture of the sign indicating their use. I didn’t take pictures of the carriages in garages because it seemed creepy to sit on the street and snap pictures at some Amish person’s farmhouse. Anyway, the nav actually took me to the wrong place, middle of nowhere, no Masonic Lodge. I reset everything and realized it was my fault (it usually is); the Lodge was 3 more miles.The first turn on this second attempt was onto a gravel road that ended after 5 feet. It was clear there used to be a road there and now it was farmland. I went semi-old school. I enlarged the map with two fingers, found a route of real streets, wrote it down, followed same!
I found Knox and stopped on main street. On the right hand side you can see the Knox Bakery. The brick building on the left is the
Masonic Lodge. The Lodge itself, is
upstairs. They rent the lower part out. This pretty common. I have seen plenty of Lodges that are
upstairs and have retail rentals on the street level. No body was home at Edenburg Lodge No.
550. I didn’t realize I was taking a picture
of myself at the same time!
A couple of hours later I landed at my Hotel (Hampton Inn by Hilton in Lamar, PA). At the recommendation of the desk clerk, I had dinner at the Cottage Kitchen down the street from the hotel. It was the best bowl of bean and ham soup I have had in a very long time. Back at the hotel I started laundry and worked on a client project in my room for an hour. I
View from my hotel |
worked on that project in the room because it is confidential work for a government agency. I really prefer to set-up and work in the hotel lobby. Beavering away on your laptop in a locked hotel room leads to mental illness. Besides its real closer to a smoke outside from the lobby. You can see my workstation with my
laptop and trusty Diet Coke.
Tomorrow about five hours to Hartford, Connecticut.