Cove Barn Antiques (Duncannon), 2012
#3 from my 30 Before 30 list: Drive with no planned destination
The initial source of inspiration was a Nissan commercial from 2006. In this commercial (or short documentary, rather), a group of friends head out on the open road with their Nissan Pathfinder, a big barrel of red licorice, and one rule: left turns only. They wanted to find out where that would take them. Ever since I first saw that commercial six years ago, I have found it to be an interesting concept. Where would I end up? What would I discover? Who would I meet?
I was also inspired by the road trip Orlando Bloom’s character takes in the movie Elizabethtown. Thanks to a one-of-a-kind road map, he discovered that there are so many quirky, historically significant, or simply breathtaking landmarks in the United States. I hoped that driving somewhat aimlessly might allow me to stumble upon a few of them.
I began with baby steps over the years since that commercial aired. During college, I had to drive two hours on the turnpike between home and campus. Every so often, when my schedule didn’t demand arriving at a particular time, I’d think to myself, “What would happen if I got off the turnpike an exit early?” Though I may have arrived later than expected or used more gas than I would have liked, I always found my way home eventually. (This one time, however, my sense of direction failed me, and I had to admit defeat by plugging in the GPS to guide me home.)
After college graduation, I spent the next two summers working in Boston, a city incredibly conducive to walking and public transportation. My first summer there, the city was just calling me to explore, and that’s what I did with my free afternoons or days off. With my work-provided subway pass in my pocket and some comfortable shoes on my feet, I set off. I never had a particular destination in mind; I just started walking to see where I would end up. If I got too tired to walk home, my subway pass was my safety net. If I were unsure of my location, I could just look for a big “T” marking the nearest station for any number of bus or subway lines and figure it out from there. This one particular day, I plugged my route into Google Maps and realized that I had walked aimlessly for six miles, discovering historical landmarks and the campus of MIT along the way.
This past Saturday (May 26, 2012), I packed up my car for a brief “no-destination road trip.” Though I don’t think I will ever be able to recreate this road trip with complete accuracy, I attempted to trace my route on Google maps. Here’s what I think my route looked like:
I started at the DMV, where I planned to renew my license before beginning the trip. Along with a few other people there, I discovered that the DMV was closed from Saturday through Tuesday for the Memorial Day holiday. I began my road trip a little earlier than anticipated, leaving the DMV at 9 AM. As I drove through Carlisle, I quickly realized that driving aimlessly is not as conducive to spontaneity as one might assume. By the time something caught my eye, it was too late to slow down for the turn or too inconvenient to head back. For example, I missed every entrance to Carlisle’s Thornwald Park. Instead I decided to follow signs to the Carlisle Fairgrounds. (I missed that turn, too.)
I continued driving and found myself heading up a mountain in Perry County. Again, I spotted signs for places that could have been interesting, but I kept missing the opportunity to stop. I saw signs for a local creamery, several yard sales, and antique cars. I passed by a road sign for a community center and then drove past a Little League game by Lupfer’s Grove & Campground. Shortly past the baseball field, I saw another sign for the community center and hung a quick left onto Pisgah State Road. The community center was a small building and pavilion, and I ended up driving right by it. On the same road, I saw a sign for a small alpaca farm, but I wasn’t able to stop.
I continued onto Valley Road. I was finally able to stop and get out of the car at the Valley Road Park in Carroll Township, PA. I wasn’t sure what to make of it, because the long path from the road to the “parking lot” was just gravel. Only the first 10 feet off the main road was paved. There was an abandoned excavator bucket on one side and a telephone pole lying on the ground on the other. I was also surprised to find the baseball field empty for such a sunny Saturday. I wandered around to take photos of the grassy area (where I found what might be the remnants of some kids’ bottle bomb) and the baseball field. I’m still perplexed by this location, and so far, Google searches have not revealed much about “Valley Road Park.”
After the park, I continued east on Valley Road and turned onto Richwine Road after spotting a sign for a Christmas tree farm. Again, I wasn’t able to stop, but the farm was basically acres of evergreens planted on a hill. There will be an excellent selection come Christmastime. I think it was along this road that I saw a buzzard eating a squirrel in the middle of the road. As my car approached, the buzzard hopped over to the shoulder in front of someone’s house. Richwine looped back to the road I had been driving on, which caught me by surprise. I didn’t think I had driven in a circle (though now I realize, looking at the map, I had driven in an big “S”-shaped path). I kicked myself for not stopping at the creamery or this abandoned-looking building, places I told myself the first time around I wanted to visit should I end up back there.
After making a big loop toward the North and getting detoured for a Memorial Day parade, I ended up at my second stop, Cove Barn Antiques in Duncannon. Apparently this place is open regularly on Sundays and on other days by chance. I caught them on a good day. Basically this place is a three-story barn filled from wall to wall with stuff. Taxidermy animals, comic books, VHS tapes, appliances… I think most people there were antique collectors rather than people like me who were looking for kitschy things to post on Instagram. I will say this: their definition of “antique” is very broad. Atari: vintage, yes; antique, no.
After the antiques shop was lunch at the Marysville All American Diner. I asked my server, Pam, if she had any recommendations. “What’s your favorite thing on the menu?” I asked. She said that everything was good, and since the menu was so large, it would be hard to choose. She pointed out the items on their “senior menu.” She informed me, “It’s not just for seniors. It’s also for people who don’t need a lot of food, like little girls like us.” I took a couple minutes to look over the menu and decided upon chicken cordon bleu from the “senior” menu. It came with a cup of soup (cream of potato) and one side (macaroni salad). It was all very delicious, and the service was excellent. Even though the meal was from their selection of “lighter fare,” I ended up taking half of my meal home, and I am looking forward to finishing it up today.
Though I was driving somewhat aimlessly, I ended up in familiar territory not too far from home – Front Street in Wormleysburg. I decided to turn onto the Market Street Bridge and walk around City Island to take some pictures. I have rarely been to City Island during the day, so I would be able to get some different images. I stopped by the Pride of the Susquehanna riverboat, the “beach,” and the bath house before walking the perimeter of the island around Metro Bank Park, home to the Harrisburg Senators baseball team. I walked across the Walnut Street Bridge to the Arts Fest in Harrisburg.
After City Island, I stopped by Negley Park in Lemoyne to get another view of the river and maybe visit the playground there. I didn’t stay for too long, because the sky was beginning to look a little stormy, and I didn’t want to look too creepy hanging around the playground while a bunch of little kids played. On my way out of the park, I spotted a huge groundhog that was running next to my car. He was camera shy, though, because he would run away when I stopped to take his picture. From there, I drove the five miles back to home.
I think I would like to try this again, though I would do it a little differently. I would probably rent a car, which I can do officially after my 25th birthday this coming Saturday. I would make a weekend or a week out of it, traveling further than 60 miles to discover more of this country. I would bring someone with me to keep an eye out for interesting locations and help me decide when to turn. I would stop more and spend more time talking to the people I come across. I intended to make a video out of this trip, but I didn’t end up doing that. If I do this again, I would definitely be more intentional about taking video along the way. I was able to take plenty of photos, though!
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