Keuka
State Park
Tuesday,
15 May 2018
today's route |
For some time yesterday and today I
saw highway signs like these and assume they show the names in the
Seneca language as well as English.
My plans for the day got torpedoed by
the critters. First Gracie decided she was probably going to be
carsick. I’ve learned that we can head that off by letting her out
to walk a bit – fresh air, exercise, chance to poop – so I turned
off at the next exit we came to. That road was one of the bumpier
ones we’ve been on and got so obnoxious that in desperation I just
pulled off the road into a miscellaneous side road and pulled onto
the half-shoulder. Gracie and Dexter and I had a nice little walk
and, fortunately, I was the only one of the 3 of us who saw the 2
deer looking intently at us. But I started getting very nervous because I was
remembering a road sign I’d seen just before I pulled off saying to
look out for bears for the next 3 miles. With the long winter,
they’re probably starving and I just did not want to deal with that
situation. It was hard to get the dogs back into the RV.
Then back over the extremely bumpy
road, onto the highway, and Jasper started yowling. I was assuming
that was his I-need-to-pee yowl and couldn’t find an actual exit so
I just pulled onto the shoulder. There was enough room on the
shoulder, but people don’t always pull into the other lane and my
mirrors stick out quite a way, and when I looked out the back window
and saw a semi bearing down on us and not moving into the other lane,
I got very nervous again. And after all that, Jasper didn’t want
to pee.
So we went on again. And it happened
again. And again no results. By then my nerves were getting
frazzled and I needed to take a break to regroup because so much time
had passed that I hadn’t planned on. The next decent-sized town
had a sign saying “Welcome to Hornell, Est. 1888, Home of Bill
Pullman.” For those who can’t quite place him, Bill Pullman is
the fiance who loses out in “Sleepless in Seattle” and he’s one
of my favorite actors. I had no idea. It looks like a nice little
town. It calls itself “Maple City” and is probably beautiful in the fall.
I’d intended to drive to see Mark
Twain’s grave today and then go to the campground, but given the
extra time we were using, I decided to save that for tomorrow and go
straight to the campground. I was pretty tired when we finally got
set up anyway so it’s just as well.
Not far from the border with
Pennsylvania I saw a sign saying I was entering the Lake Ontario
Watershed. That surprised me. Lake Erie is much closer to where I
was.
The small town of Hammondsport at the
south end of Keuka Lake has a lovely town square – very old
fashioned with a band stand in the middle.
Isn’t this beautiful? I came upon it suddenly on the small winding road along the west side of Keuka Lake.
Isn’t this beautiful? I came upon it suddenly on the small winding road along the west side of Keuka Lake.
Keuka is pronounced Cuke-ah – cuke
like cucumber. I guess you have to be from New York for that pronunciation to make
sense.
I keep ending up in campgrounds with
no wi-fi access, which is why these aren’t getting posted in a
reasonable amount of time. I’ll get them out soon, though.
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