We are driving by exploding milkweeds and cattails. There is goldenrod everywhere. It is a dismal day, misty and windy in the Appalachian Mountains.
On the roadside, we pass by two guys loading a dead deer into the back of a pickup truck. Are the hunting laws different in PA? They're looking around as though they're doing something not quite legal.
The area we are driving through is the Penn Alps, although it is in Maryland. The valleys are carpeted with colorful trees. We see red-tailed hawks soaring overhead.
Our big moment is driving through the Eastern Continental Divide at 2, 978 feet elevation. We drove through the Western Continental Divide 3 months ago.
We meet my cousins Joe and Judy Semo at a wonderful Greek restaurant in Rockville, MD, halfway between their work in DC and our campground. They treat us to a special dinner where the waitstaff knows them so well they don't even have to order.
As we get one hour from Clarksburg, our destination, the weather clears. Hurrah!
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