Last week Ro and I took an afternoon and went out to Black Moshannon state park. In addition to a lovely stream and delightful fall colors we came across these old stones along the side of the road which are mile markers from the early 1800's.
I had ridden by them many times as a child, my mother had told me what they were and pointed them out, but we never stopped. Now that I am a middle aged man...I thought that maybe I should stop and share the experience with my lovely wife. The really cool thing is I think the other end of the Philadelphia Erie Turnpike ran very close to her old home in Waterford, PA, very near Erie. I wonder if the route can still be followed?