This is the rear view which is the part that you first see upon driving up. This always confused me that this was the rear of the cottage even though it faced the road which is gravel.
This is the view from the Susquehanna. Despite being elevated on pillars the second story of the cottage was flooded in 1973. Great Grandpa built this to last.
This is the view from the opposite side of the river. I'm looking upstream towards the island that me and my sister took the canoe around. Once you do all the work of paddling upriver, you are rewarded by being shot back down for a swift scenic ride.
This is how I got to the other side of the river. It is the "River Rat" that my uncle built with my aunt and grandfather. Now it is 45 yrs old! This has always been my favorite boat because I hate motor boats.
This is my beautiful sister Vanessa.
This is her dog Oliver.
This is my Daddy.
This is the storm that knocked the power out when I got there. It was out for 12hrs. It was so hot and I was sweating so bad without a fan in the upstairs dormer.
Here is one of the Bald Eagles. My Dad got a much better pic, but I don't have it so here is this one.
My Grandparents have a Humming Bird feeder.
This is the rail road directly behind it. You can still hear it go by everyday.
The clouds were so beautiful.
On the way home I stopped at wyalusing Rocks. The property belongs to Natives but the view is open to the public. It is amazing and one of the most photographed views of the area for obvious reasons.
So much of the area is farm land. The cows don't even look like they are suffering here.
The hawks love this area and because you are so high up you actually share their air space.
This hawk so had its eye on me.
Again the clouds were so beautiful. The hawks seem so free in the air like that.
This Ben Franklin is in the town of Towanda. I think it is probably the last surviving five and dime. I can't believe they are still open.
Here is their historical court house.
Stephen Foster took up residency here. He wrote "Camptown Races" and "Old Susanna"
De Camptown ladies sing dis song, Doo-dah! doo-dah!
De Camptown race-track five miles long, Oh, doo-dah day!
I come down dah wid my hat caved in, Doo-dah! doo-dah!
I go back home wid a pocket full of tin, Oh, doo-dah day!
Gwine to run all night!
Gwine to run all day!
I'll bet my money on de bob-tail nag,
Somebody bet on de bay.
De long tail filly and de big black hoss, Doo-dah! doo-dah!
Dey fly de track and dey both cut across, Oh, doo-dah-day!
De blind hoss sticken in a big mud hole, Doo-dah! doo-dah!
Can't touch bottom wid a ten foot pole, Oh, doo-dah-day!
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Old muley cow come on to de track, Doo-dah! doo-dah!
De bob-tail fling her ober his back, Oh, doo-dah-day!
Den fly along like a rail-road car, Doo-dah! doo-dah!
Runnin' a race wid a shootin' star, Oh, doo-dah-day!
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See dem flyin' on a ten mile heat, Doo-dah doo-dah!
Round de race track, den repeat, Oh, doo-dah-day!
I win my money on de bob-tail nag, Doo-dah! doo-dah!
I keep my money in an old tow-bag, Oh, doo-dah-day!
Chorus
This is the view of Towanda from a bridge on the Susquehanna. My battery died here.
That must be an amazing place. I loved looking at your pictures of it:).
wowee wow! Great pix! great post! Looks like such an awesome trip. :)
oh wow, those pictures are so beautiful. that whole scene reminds me of the movie, "stand by me". i drove by that way when i would go visit faben in school. i would always day dream while driving about how i would have loved to live by that river.
that is so crazy that there is a real camptown races!