Calling them from the road, we were a little concerned to find out that their well pump had died. That day. Meaning.... no water. It's troublesome enough to have house guests dropping by with children in tow, but to have them coming by WITHOUT WATER--- well, what was supposed to be the most relaxing part of the trip was suddenly in jeopardy.
As we approached our last charging stop in Hagerstown we were sending text messages back and forth getting updates. Originally we'd planned to spend two nights there and another night after camping at a music festival... but our trip was taking its toll and we were already considering a run for home the next day.
We figured we could probably make a night without water if it meant less driving. Discussions between texts dropped our visit to a single night with a drive home (no camping, no festival) the following morning. Hiking was still on the agenda, since we were only a few hours from home, but we didn't have a specific trail or park picked out. We made a quick stop at a KMart and climbed up their mountain with gallons of fresh water as a strange complement to the bottle of wine we'd already planned to give them.
Happily, we arrived to find my uncle working with their back-up well guy. Water was flowing and I bet our relief was palpable. I don't think we're very demanding guests but being four people we do use a fair amount of water. I think one or more of the kids were in dire need of bathing-- but perhaps my memory is wrong on that point. We talked about our revised plans and did a reconnaissance run down the mountain with my uncle, checking out local trails. As an added bonus, he had an old 50 amp welder plug that we could charge the car with overnight-- we didn't really NEED the electrons to make home, but it would give us pad enough to detour without worry and blast up and down the mountains. Eventually our eyelids caught up with our fatigue and we found quiet... peaceful... country sleep.
As it turned out, my aunt was having a medical procedure the next day anyway and while it wasn't serious it did make us feel that our one-night stay was for the best. We bid them farewell and headed out. Sitting on the summit of the mountain (alongside Route 30) we pondered our options. Since we were not staying there a second night we were free to hike/visit any park between there and home. Knowing we might be back for a multi-night visit someday, we decided to "save" the local trails for when we were staying local.
The next major park towards home was Shawnee State Park. Using the Tesla's onboard web browser we searched the website for information about that park and another one nearby. Combined with information from the map on the navigation screen, we decided that Shawnee fit our plans perfectly with a nice loop trail that went around the sizable lake the park encircled. Also, since the entrance to the park was also on Route 30 (which was right out our windshield) we decided we'd just follow it instead of the boring Turnpike. It would be one of the best decisions we would make on this trip!
Shawnee State Park turned out to be even more spectacular than we could have imagined. It might very well BE the perfect Pennsylvania park-- and we've been to many! The lake is larger than we'd thought it would be and is limited to non-motorized boats so it is super quiet and peaceful. I think you can troll around electrically if you have weak arms but, as we know, electrical propulsion is the very definition of serene travel. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge.
Returning to the car, we had a quick snack and, checking the navigation screen, decided to stay on Route 30 and head towards the Flight 93 Memorial. I had wanted to go there for years, as I'll explain later, but we were completely surprised by the sights we'd stumble across on the way there.
See the map of this detour and more navigation details by CLICKING HERE.
Click HERE to read about the road trip from the beginning.
Click HERE for Part 6: Barn Finds.
Video clips from the first leg of our road trip-- if you haven't seen them already: