When traveling north, we are usually given two options. Option A is comparable to Dantes 7th Level of Hell as you play your hand at real-life frogger crossing every major city on the eastern seaboard. Option B always seems more platable, as it it much more rural...but eventually you have to cross the Bermuda triangle of the Interstates.
The area between Harrisburg, PA and I-81 has never treated us especially well. In fact, the last time we rode up it we trailed a god awful stench for miles. Then, we passed the semi-trailer partially engulfed in flames, as it seems atleast one axle had locked the brake up and the smell was the tire and brake pads melting. With the Fire trucks on our tail, we squished by the inferno. That may not have been the best decision as hot embers fell on us.
So I guess, comparably speaking, today was tame. As usual, Harrisburg is all gnarled up. After coming to a complete standstill for 5 minutes, we decide to go North via Hershey. So much fun to see the street lamp posts which has Hershey Kisses for the shade. Soon enough we rejoin I-81. That is until Armyguy dittle fuel tank is thirsty. We bust off I-81 and find the most incredible traffic jam...
Really starting to get a bit frosty about I-81...
Then, traffic jam #3. Now both lanes are stopped on I-81. Nobody moving anywhere. But there is that grassy median. And an exit to freedom. We take it and soon enough trot the backside of Penn National Racetrack. Haven't been down that road since Jun 2000 when I bailed the horse out. And then through Fort Indiantown Gap. If it wasn't raining by now, the photo op would have been fun as they have a bunch of attack helicopters on display on the shoulder of the road. However, not much use getting the big nose camera all yucked up in this miserable weather.
After another 2 hours in the rain, we finally get to the stopvover point just a bit shy of the BDR start. Tomorrow will be another day. And good riddance to I-81!
The area between Harrisburg, PA and I-81 has never treated us especially well. In fact, the last time we rode up it we trailed a god awful stench for miles. Then, we passed the semi-trailer partially engulfed in flames, as it seems atleast one axle had locked the brake up and the smell was the tire and brake pads melting. With the Fire trucks on our tail, we squished by the inferno. That may not have been the best decision as hot embers fell on us.
So I guess, comparably speaking, today was tame. As usual, Harrisburg is all gnarled up. After coming to a complete standstill for 5 minutes, we decide to go North via Hershey. So much fun to see the street lamp posts which has Hershey Kisses for the shade. Soon enough we rejoin I-81. That is until Armyguy dittle fuel tank is thirsty. We bust off I-81 and find the most incredible traffic jam...
Really starting to get a bit frosty about I-81...
Then, traffic jam #3. Now both lanes are stopped on I-81. Nobody moving anywhere. But there is that grassy median. And an exit to freedom. We take it and soon enough trot the backside of Penn National Racetrack. Haven't been down that road since Jun 2000 when I bailed the horse out. And then through Fort Indiantown Gap. If it wasn't raining by now, the photo op would have been fun as they have a bunch of attack helicopters on display on the shoulder of the road. However, not much use getting the big nose camera all yucked up in this miserable weather.
After another 2 hours in the rain, we finally get to the stopvover point just a bit shy of the BDR start. Tomorrow will be another day. And good riddance to I-81!