We had spent Saturday in Philadelphia searching for three more boxes after we left Fort Mifflin. Typical of urban boxing, we found one out of three of those boxes and Bill was all boxed out for the day. He was content to stay at home watching our Steelers AND Eagles lose while I set out alone again on Sunday. I captured this sunrise as I stopped at a turnpike rest stop to replenish my postcard supply. I had hopes that the weather man who had predicted more rain this day would be wrong when I saw the sun peaking through but as it turned out, he was right.
This time I headed for northern York County and Adams County. I had been hesitant to head in that direction because they had even more rain than we did and flooding was a major problem, especially in the northern York County area. The signs of it were everywhere. I was surprised to find a box along this part of the Yellow Breeches Creek but it was just high enough to escape this wild creek. I did have to laugh at this sign in the parking area beside the creek. I guess there is a fish guts problem but at this time, they had all been washed away.
I spent the day meandering through Dillsburg and the surrounding area before heading to Gettysburg and Biglerville, collecting about 17 boxes along the way, 12 of them belonging to a wonderful carver, Red Cruzsader. I have to admit that I stuck pretty much to drivebys and less than a mile walks because of the mud and muck that is so prevalent right now and also because, surprise, surprise, it was raining this day. I also took the time to stop to check out interesting sights and add to my postcard collection. I ended up with about 25 new postcard styles to send out to my Postcrossing buddies.
This Round Barn below is a fruit stand and I purchased some apples there. Adams County is well known for its wonderful apple crops and, in fact, this weekend was the huge Apple Harvest Festival that is held locally each year. Ironically, I was also in the same area on the exact same weekend last year. I remember searching for a box that was missing and getting caught in festival traffic. This year, the box was replaced and because of the rain, when I went for it, the traffic was really light. What a shame for the festival people but a bonus for me.
My journeys took me past Mister Ed's Elephant Museum. I had collected a box there a few years ago and since the time that I had been there, Mister Ed's had burnt down. But now the new and improved version had been erected and I stopped to check it out. I should have checked to see if the box was still there on the Box Radar app on my phone but I forgot all about it. I purchased some postcards, snapped a few more pictures and continued on my way.
It was getting pretty late in the day when I made my way up a muddy, gravel road to the top of a mountain in the Chambersburg area. The rain was pretty heavy at this time which made me question my sanity about driving up this trail but I made it successfully, found the two boxes there, took this picture of the fog over the lake and happily made my way back down the mountain.
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