We crossed the Roebling Bridge at Minisink Ford and landed in Lackawaxen, PA; but it seemed like Dodge City, to me. I could almost feel the Marshall and Miss Kitty, as we climbed the steps of (link) Two River Junction.
It was a privilege to stop and pay homage to one of our fallen. It is beyond belief to think of the devastating price this young boy, his family, and so many others have paid, to afford us the freedoms we enjoy. We offer
special prayers to LCpl. Beisel.
special prayers to LCpl. Beisel.
Upon strolling into the dining room of this quaint place, we were astounded by the view. The photo of the bridge was taken from inside... and the waters are those of the Lackawaxen River, where it merges
into the Delaware.
Finally, we parted ways, but not before my Country Boy armed himself with some feed to put next to his deer cam. I know, I know... this awful topic is for another day. Even Joe and I have to disagree about something!
We soon saw our first-ever eagle observation blind, proving that we were, after all, in
Eagle Town, USA.
If you're not yet convinced that this part of the country is gorgeous, check out the view from which Author Zane Grey derived inspiration, as seen from the front portico of his home...
It all seems pretty primitive, doesn't it? Expansive views that have not changed in centuries are one thing; but how about this, as food for thought?
Dusk comes so much earlier now; and travel-
ing back roads carries some challenges. Bambi and Bambi were literally next to the car, when we stopped for this photo. Luckily, we saw them before they bounded into us.
I'd be remiss were I not to mention that flags flew in extraordinary numbers, yesterday, in sad tribute to those lost on another brilliantly sunny September 11th ... reminding us that freedom is truly not free... and encouraging us to forever keep the lost in our
hearts and memories. ♥