This is wild, hunting country.and bad news for my feathered friends..
There is, allegedly, a giant herd of elk in these woods. Stately, oversized deer, more common out in the wild west. So far, I haven't seen one.
Then on through places like Boggs Township and Port Matilda and Emporium, where murals adorn the walls, part of a "Sylvan Heritage" scheme, we found out at the cafe. . The mural on the cafe wall was of the cafe owner's father.
Rivers - the Susquehana, later the Potomac - and railways ran beside the road and once a long, long coal train chugged past. A giant billboard of, of all people, Susan Boyle, loomed ahead. I didn't catch what it was meant to be advertising. In this poor, rural area the signs were overwhelmingly for Romney/Ryan. One defiant sign read "Coal. Fire Obama", a bumper sticker, "Obamunism".
Finally into Maryland and West Virginia and in Cumberland, in a restored railway station, this stupendous sight:
The giant engine puffed up and down and a party of Amish children watched it from the platform in their Victorian dresses and straw hats. For a few minutes, we were back in time.
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