Today we headed further east in New York to Central Bridge - a distance of 189 miles. While the whole drive was beautiful, the last 100 miles were designated as "scenic." 
And scenic it was. We had beatiful views of rolling hills and farmland that was beautifully groomed. Corn 7 feet tall graced both sides of the roadway. It was awesome. I don't know when their harvest is but corn and soybeans are abundant. We have noticed this yellow weed growing everywhere since we got into New York. 
I finally asked and was told it was Godenrod - also known as Ragweed in Texas. I've never seen so much.
Thelma, our GPS, did get a little crazy. She will give "traffic alerts" when applicable to advise us of roadwork, accidents, or problems that might slow us down. Today she gave traffic alerts which were important to hear, but on two occasions she said that "damaging hail was reported ahead" and then that "earthquake damage was reported ahead. Both times she designated the exact spot on the highway where we would incur these natural disasters, but they weren't there when we got there. I don't know where she comes up with this stuff sometimes. She did effectively lead us through the construction that she had alerted us about and was able to direct us to a Crackerbarrel restaurant that was off the beaten path due to construction. She also was able to direct us straight to our campground - the Hide-Away Park. This is an apt name because we would never have found it without Thelma's help because it is indeed hidden away.
As we came through Binghamton we encounted the construction I mentioned earlier. The exit I needed was narrowed to a single lane with cones. I managed to take out 2 or 3 cones with the trailer, and in the process I tore a fender skirt loose. It has come off before and I had worked on it before we left and had it firmly attached. Those lousy cones broke it loose so I had to pull over and reattach it. Fortunately it didn't come competely off.
I thought Oklahoma had funny names for towns, but they have nothing on New York. Apparently the Native American influence can be found here too. Towns such as Otsego, Sanitania Springs, Susquehanna, Chenango, Tioga, and Oneonta among others greeted us as we traveled. I needed a language guide just to pronounce some of them.
Tomorrow we head out for out final destination before the tour begins. Stowe, Vermont is 216 miles from here so we plan an early start. I've called a RV service tech in Stowe to come look at our furnace, but I haven't heard back from him. Hope he calls because it's supposed to be 39 in Stowe tomorrow night.
Until next time, Happy Trails.
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