A day trip to Ronks, PA

Of course we travel a lot, so we are tourists. We just take our home with us, sorta like a Turtle. This time the coach is parked 1/2 way between NYC and Ronks, PA.

There was a time I did not know anything about big cities except their name. We were in Philly and Sherry said, “you promised to take me to NYC someday.” I said, “Ok, let’s go. We drove into NYC around 4:30-5PM thru the Holland Tunnel I believe.”

Suffice to say here, this hick did not know there were that many cars in the world, and as a friend would say, “Everyone wanted to be where I was!” Believe me the horns work on cars in NYC. They blow if you stop and blow if you go, traffic lights seem to mean very little.Once  I was in a lane that said ‘Statin island Ferry’ I did not want to go there……..  Anyway We did get out, SO I WAS NOT GOING BACK this time.

So we opted for Ronks and the Play, “MOSES”.

I did not understand one word that was said in the play, but I did enjoy it (since I do know the story). Sherry thoroughly enjoyed it, music, dialog and special affects.

What I enjoyed were the Special affects. When we saw Jonah, the scene of the boat being tossed around by the waves and the seamen throwing old Jonah over the side was realistic. I wondered how they could depict the red sea opening up. I was not disappointed. You could see the rolling  blue waves (some kind of blue fabric with a pulsating fan beneath) and then the wind started and blew the water into 30-50 foot walls of blue water.

As it was happening, and  before we realized it, the audience was in the Red sea with the walls of blue water on both sides and then Moses and the Israelites walked thru.  I liked it. There were many more special affects, but that was the one I was looking for.

The pictures are of the PA country side. Do you know the yellow crop?  What about the Barn ventilation below. Sections of the siding are hinged at the top and a long opening is effected when opened at the bottom. Close to the road, huh?

Now the yellow crop? some of you guess It I am sure, tobacco, about ready to harvest.

As we rode I guessed they chopped the whole stalk to hang to dry, but my Sherry (who has done this as a kid a couple times) said , no each leaf is stripped and hung on a hook to dry.

Thanks for coming along.

Nite Shipslog

PS:

Check out the bikes at the RV next door. I never did see tires this big on a bike:

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After the play Sherry took me to the Red Lobster (MMM cheese biscuits) for supper. This White 1949 (?) ?Chevy deluxe Fleetline was parked out front. Beautiful.