6/14/25:
More adventure was had:
The plan was my daughter and I were to go camping at a semi-local state park (Prince Gallitizin SP to be exact) 78 miles from home.
We took the Grüne Hölle Dart and the ValianTrailer with all of our food, gear, tents, paddles, canoe, bikes, and all the rest of the stuff for camping.
We had a nice little site on the main road of the campground. It's safe to say we were the only campers with a '64 Dart.
We had great weather the entire time. (it's raining again here now), We got some biking in, spent some time fishing and paddling on the lake as well as just hanging out, making a campfire, cooking s'mores and mountain pies.
Here is the Rig loaded for the trip at home:
As I was taking these pictures, A nice guy said that he followed us ~ 5 miles from the local town to the State park sign where we looped around the parking area for these shots. The gentleman and I exchanged some stories. He proclaimed that he was appreciative of old cars and stuff of the sort, and that he had just finished up installing a windshield in a VW bug earlier that day before dinner.
The Setup at camp:
Campfire faire:
At night my daughter and I would take a stroll to the lake. The campground area is essentially on a ~1 mile x 1/2 Mile peninsula that juts out into the lake.
Every night the weather, wind, and water was calm, no boats out late, and 2 out of 3 nights it was clear save for the Canadian wildfire smoke making some haze.
This was the view on Tuesday night, one night before the full moon.

Wednsday night: The moon rise was ~1 hour later, but this time it was the full strawberry moon:
Next morning, the chief pancake flipper was hard at work.
Later that day we ran out to Ebensburg for some provisions.
On old US Route 219 there is one of these markers - I like to take pictures of the car near these dumb signs.... just think, a few drops of rain on the other side of the sign go the Gulf of Mexico via the Mississippi River and on this side that rain goes to the Atlantic via the Chesapeake Bay.
Ice Cream at the Pirate's Cove is a perennial favorite enjoyed by many in the area.
After ice cream we headed to the lake for a few minutes in the canoe before sunset.
The next morning we headed back to the vessel for some more canoe time and fishing.
(the fishing is for my daughter, I know nothing about the activity and have no interest in it)
Lunch back at the camp: someone learns to make her own grilled cheese sandwich and is impressed with the results for a picky eater's taste....or lack thereof!
Later that night, we went for a drive. My daughter asked for some twisty roads. Well, we are in luck, there are a few of those around here and with 2 local historic railroad sites trying to get up and over the Allegheny front, lets drive to one for a few photos.
This is the view descending down into to the valley on Veterans Memorial Highway toward Horseshoe Curve.
