Got up early, 6:30 AM, and on the road by 7:45 so that we could finish our auto tour before the temp hit's the expected 90's. Joni's research directed us to a great bakery for morning coffee and rolls, then we resumed our auto tour, thank you Betsy, at the National Cemetery were Lincoln delivered the Gettysburg Address. Many unmarked graves, and those that were known were arranged by states. I may be wrong, but it seemed like there were only Union soldiers buried there.
Leaving the cemetery we drove to the center of town and toured the David Wills home where Lincoln stayed the night before he delivered the address. Wills was hired by Governor Curtin of Pennsylvania to create a cemetery for all soldiers who were buried helter skelter after the battle. He was also in charge of creating the ceremony to dedicate the cemetery. He invited Edward Everett from Massachusetts to give the keynote speech, and invited Lincoln as a formal courtesy, but he did not expect him to accept. Everett spoke for two hours, and Lincoln for just two minutes, 10 sentences.
The Wills home is preserved as it was the night Lincoln stayed there, they still have the exact bed he slept in. Apparently Presidents rarely left Washington in those days, so it was a huge honor for Wills to have Lincoln accept. Everett on the other hand was very well known as an orator, and was also the unsuccessful VP candidate in 1860. Clearly he and Lincoln were not buds.
Leaving Gettysburg we headed to Lancaster, about 50 miles to the east. Stopped for some photos of my old friend JT's boyhood home. Boy has it change from farmland to suburbia, in a mere 40+ years.
After a few pix, which we texted to JT, we had lunch at a brew pub in Lancaster; one of our best meals. The warm pretzels with a mustard sauce for an app were amazing; the best we've ever had! (Sorry Shilling's). Joni even raved about them and she doesn't even like pretzels.
From Lancaster we headed east for a driving tour of the Amish farm country, going through the towns of Paradice, Intercouse, White Horse, and Bird in Hand. We skipped Blue Balls, but yes, those are their real names. Once we got onto the back roads we saw lots of horse drawn carriages; more be driven by women than men. The rolling farm country was beautiful. Corn fields and dairy farms were the most common. Every property seemed very tidy.
We then headed straight back to our campground in the Pine Grove Furnace State Park, 50+ miles away and 90+ minutes due to vey heavy traffic. (total mileage for today=216 miles). Our only stop was for hand dipped ice cream in Amish country. We arrived back at our campground around 6:15, giving us plenty of time for a relaxing evening.
This is the remains of the furnace that gives our campground, the Pine Grove Furnace State Park, it's name. Looks a lot like the furnace in Franconia.
Friday, July 23
Got up early, packed all our gear and were on the road by 8:30 heading east, first stop, Morrisville, Pennsyvania, to view the home where my grandparents lived. I have many fond memories of this house, mys sister and I always looked forward to those visits, so I was very anxious to see it again. Probably haven't been there since the early 80's when my grandmother finally had to move out and into a nursing home in St. Louis.
We arrived right at noon, I took a few pictures; the house looked great as did the neighborhood. Their home was built in 1920, and was actually a planned development at the time.
Leaving Morrisvile, we headed north along the Delaware and stopped for lunch at Bowman's Tavern, which was located in New Hope. New Hope is a very artsy town. It's home to a summer playhouse where many Broadway bound shows try out. It was a favorite dining area for my grandmother.
From New Hope, we crossed the Delaware, heading for Pleasantviille, New York, to spend the night with our. Friends Bill. And Rosemary Carlough. They have a beautiful home built in 1830 which was originally a school.
Bill and Rosemary gave us a driving tour of their town, which conincidentlly includes Frank Lloyd Wright's affordable housing project, Usonia, which is very close to the Carloughs. We then drove to. The neighboring town of Chapaqua, where Bill and Hilary Clinton live. Their street is very normal for the area, but we couldn't see their house at all due to a very tall fence and three secret service Chevy Suburban's that were parked right in front of. It.
Bill and Rosemary prepared a wonderful dinner for us which we enjoyed on their porch well into the late hours of the evening.