Over the course of a lifetime, we pass lots of welcome signs. They’re on stores and parks, at state and country borders. I like stopping to document the border crossings with photos.
As my friend Jamie mentioned recently, in addition to the welcome sign, some states will also follow up with some “no” signs – no littering, no radar detectors, no transporting cantankerous llamas across state lines. In other words, no fun. Those follow-up signs can be unwelcoming.
While entering the state of Pennsylvania from Maryland, I saw this great welcome sign message: Pursue your happiness.
Pennsylvania is doin’ it right!
After visiting the Starrucca Viaduct I bummed around the backroads, not straying very far. I had to watch my odometer. In an act of luminescent brilliance I left my wallet back in the RV. Since I had a $5 bill in my tankbag, I knew I could ride as far as requiring no more than $5 in gas to get back to Hancock. Thankfully, there was a lot of great “nothing” to see in a small radius.
While I was clipping along I had a close encounter with a deer. It was so close I could see the fuzz on its antlers. I suppose I just didn’t pick up on it fast enough. By the time my brain registered that it was there, the deer took a few strides next to me then darted across the road in front of me and was gone.
The GoPro caught it on the side of the road (upper left) though I didn’t until I was nearly next to it. One glance away from forward, maybe into the mirror and your whole day can change. Gotta keep those eyes scanning.
“Hello. I can’t see deer.”
Passing through the town of Deposit, New York I couldn’t help but wonder how it is such places manage to hang on economically. But I also know that their way of life is a secret to the visitor who is just passing through. They find a way to make it work.
Something about the nostalgic patina of such places tugs at my heart. All of the shop fronts, alleyways, little town parks are like pieces of a puzzle.
The vitrolite tiled State Theater in Deposit, New York was built in 1937 and is still showing current features. In hindsight, I’m sorry that I didn’t cruise through town in the evening when the marquee was lit.
The sign welcoming me back to The Empire State featured a special and very important bit of advice:
Words to live by.