Little Sis has been traveling to Pittsburgh on a regular basis for more than 25 years. Every time she travels along Route 80 she has seen a sign for Penn Cave but has never visited, until now. The cave is actually about 50 miles from the sign. This meant leaving the highway and travelling along small roads through farmland. It is always much more interesting a few miles from the major routes. What was a surprise was to see Amish men working in the fields. They were turning the hay using 4 mules to pull a machine. We also saw a couple of women weeding their gardens. My first reaction was, wow let's get a picture, but then I began to think about this. How would I feel if a complete stranger started taking photos of me going about my every day life? I'm not sure I would like it very much. No photos were taken and we continued on to the cave.
It was a surprise to see so many visitors there as really there didn't seem to be much else in the area. The cave trip is on a boat , which is unusual. It was a relief to be in the cool cave as the temp has been in the 90's since we got here. It had the usual stalactites and other formations you expect. It was a nice trip but nothing particularly amazing. What was interesting was the group of Amish men, women and children who were obviously on a day out. The women wore blues and greens and the men's shirts were blue, green and orange. They made a colourful group.
Brother in law (BIL) had booked us into a B&B near State College called Boalsburgh. This turned out to be a gem of a place just off the highway. It Is a place time has forgotten. The B&B was a Victorian era home and practically across the road was a tavern from the 1800's. Best of all , the house had a wrap around porch. It has always been a dream of mine to sit on a rocking chair on one of these porches. It was the perfect end to the day. The evening was warm but not hot and I sat watching the lighting in the distance compete with the fireflies . Perfect.
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