Last night I stopped at the American Legion in Knox to see if they'd let me pitch my tent there. They wouldn't, but a couple of people at the bar made some phone calls and found me a nearby lawn I could use. Gary Sr. (Whitehorn) bought me a few beers and I sat and talked with him and his son Gary Jr. (G-man) for a while. They had a lot of good stories to tell (during their military days, Whitehorn danced with Jayne Mansfield and G-man had tea and dates with King Fahd of Saudi Arabia), and they were both really supportive of my walk and the fact that I'm doing it all for its own sake. They offered to drive me to their house for the night, and G-man said he would bring me back to where I left off in the morning, but I'm still hoping to find lodging each night en route, so I set up my tent in the nearby yard instead.
And they're still here!
(FYI, the town's name is actually spelled "Nineveh", contrary to the sign.)
Speaking of wildlife, did you know PA has a sizable elk herd? I didn't!
Jason L. Haas, where are you?
Pennsylvania has a whole set of color-coded detours already signed and ready for use.
