It was the right choice: a shorter hike, level elevation, beautiful babbling mountain brook, minimal bushwhacking, and some breathtaking views of Spring beginning to break Winter’s hold atop the Allegheny Mountain.
“What a delightful prospect it must have afforded…when the morning sun
first touched with its rays the summit of the Allegheny, and in its setting,
flooded the heights of the Laurel Hill with a sea of gold, and bathed
the whole intervening country with its soft and mellow light.” -Hon. Wm. H. Koontz, 1895
Johnstown’s Stone Bridge From the Banks of the Conemaugh River
“…in beauty like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies” -Lord Byron (George Gordon)
Kayaking down the too-shallow Stonycreek at night is a scream. Kayaking back up the Stony is something else all together, but that’s another story for another time. Got my feet wet under Johnstown’s Stone Bridge last week and loved it. Continue reading ““…and I’ll Raise You a Bridge”