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FROM
THE LAKE TO THE GROVE by Norm Bogan |
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It
was an early morning wake up call, as we made another bonsai run to our next
event. Jumping on the Ohio Turnpike
just outside the motel, we motored east onto the Pennsylvania Turnpike, heading
to Harrisburg in central PA and then onto York to tonight’s selected bedroom.
Checking into our spacious quarters, we made connections with other
travelers for the journey to the famed Williams Grove Speedway.
The drive from Ohio started off with a quick breakfast at Bob Evans, before getting underway. Once on the highway, things went well on the Ohio leg, just watch the speed, no need to establish a relationship with the Ohio State troopers. Returning to Pennsylvania brought %@*! (fond) memories of the long ago super highway, the Pennsylvania Turnpike, where we negotiated probably eighty plus miles of one lane highway, vying with the eighteen wheelers for a piece of the crumbled concrete. One of the items that make this trip such a challenge is the outstanding road signs provided from the exorbitant charges for the privilege of traversing this federally funded highway. Here is an example; after stopping in Somerset for fuel and lunch, we filled up and then encountered school buses of early teens clogging the entrances to all the fast food hot spots. Finally after the tour of the one-way street maze, we found Eat & Park. What a respite, as we had a friendly waitress, who gave excellent service and very good food. Note to self: this is a chain back here, so be sure to try it again. The waitress coerced me into having the “Special of the Day”, homemade blueberry pie alamode. Now with the gas tank full and our tummies too, we were ready for the final journey down “America’s Super Highway”. As we followed a Semi through the tollgate, we suddenly observed that the eastbound sign had just been passed and we were on the westbound lanes to the next exit, nineteen miles away. So maybe we had missed some scenery along the way. It only set us back a couple of bucks to make this forty-mile odyssey. We finally bailed off I-76, named for the year it was built as part of the Revolution and proceeded on a real four-lane highway, without annoying tolls to our destination in York. Our journey completed, it was time for racing at the legendary Williams Grove Speedway. |
