There are so many ways to look at this trip but by the end of the day I am looking for a good night's sleep.
I meant to tell you about arriving in Warren late at night. First of all, if you are traveling west on 17 (the future 86) after dark on a Sunday night, it is wise to thnk about how few exits with gas stations there are once you pass Sayre. Of the few, how many are within a mile of the exit and open. Oh, I was lucky. The orange light hadn't yet blinked by the time I pulled up to a pump. I just hate to play see if you can make it!
Plunging into Pennsylvania the night was aglow, like a sci-fi city, in Bradford and later in Warren with the lights from the refineries. There were also a few bear crossing signs. Deer, tractor and horse signs are not uncommon along country roads, but this woke me right up. I would not gladly cross a bear.
After that, the road to Warren was taken at a cautious pace and I passed more deer than cars.
After my wonderful day in Warren, which you already know about, I wanted to see route 59 in the daylight.
Kinzua Dam was the scenic highlight along with some surprise vistas.
59 connects with 6, one of my favorite PA routes and that took me to the scene of a very unusual house.
Just west of Port Allegheny is a Usonian-style house in a sad state of disrepair. The growing pines now tower over the horizontal lines of what must have been a majestic spread with a beautiful view.
Gomez and Morticia would feel right at home.