Merry XXX-mas!

One last round-up of photos from our eastbound adventure before we embark on our return journey. Unfortunately we'll be leaving a day late 'cos a storm will be blowing through on Sunday, but what the heck, one day ain't no big thang! Let's go on that stroll down memory lane....







the Kalamars, sans Gina

Next up we got a few weird old motels along the old Lincoln Highway, not a one of which we stayed at, but don't they look cool?



The only thing I know about the Dairy Shack is it was closed.



If you'll remember, the summertime is the HOT time!


I don't think I mentioned this, but a few months ago a Masonic temple near our house was having an open house and Emily and I were the only ones to show up, of course. Anyway, we got the grand tour of the place and let me tell you, if there was ever any doubt in my mind that Freemasons rule the world it left me that day. Unfortunately the temple we were in was NOT the one pictured which is in Rawlins Wyoming, but this one is way cooler than the old fire-station they use as a temple in Catasauqua.



Also in Rawlins...


More motels that someone other than us stayed at.




Viola and the cow........

Awesome 15ft tall art in the middle of a corn field!

Ladies and gentlemen, Ken Tucker!!!!!!!!!!
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This is somewhere out west (it all sorta looks like this out thattaways).


Yeah, I think I've posted this sunset before but, c'mon, it's awesome! Stay tuned for note-from-the-road, as we make our way back to the town we'd like to think of as Home.

The Best of Lelko Blog...outtakes

Remember when...

This is where we got off the interstate and on to Route 30
The arrival





Old houses in Catty


That's our building in the foreground on the right
Out of shape- They don't call it Bushkill for nothin'


old town Bethlehem



Can you spot the weirdo?


Not one of my better looks, but the shoe house... I mean, c'mon!



Not up to code




See ya next time with a few more memories before we head off into the wild, blue yonder.
Lelko

one down, one to go...

Holidays, that is. Hey, lookit that, it snowed on Thanksgiving Day for a bit (it was gone by the next day) so we got to see three of the four seasons out here. Not too shabby. Emily had the chance of a lifetime to experience my family's Thanksgiving get together, and let me quote her feelings on it..."Wow." Yup, that about says it. I'll let you fill in the whacky family details. I bet if you were with your extended family it was fairly similar (you poor thing), but did you have snow? I thought not.
Yeah, we're still cute.
We took a walk on over to the Whitehall Parkway which goes through an old cement mill, or maybe even two. I think these corn cribs are also part of the old mill works since they are between the old buildings and the quarry, but once again, I haven't looked into all of it. As Far as I can tell there were up to three different cement companies that used this sight from 1890 until the early 1930's, including the Coumbia and the Pennsylvania cement companies. Now it's just a hundred year-old ruin with bike paths all around it.
The coplay creek
The Quarry

The railroads used to come through here to transport the cement down the line. This old car was used as a office for the railroad officers
and was still going strong at least up to 1965 when the photo below was taken.
This weird tomb-like building was actually the vault where the money was kept by the cement guys until payday (according to a couple old guys who clued us into its presence across the street)
More of the half-dozen or more ruins along the way.

Honey Bunny is showing off the shawl that she made (she's pretty good at that whole knitting thing.) Right now my ass is super sore...from bowling, so I'm gonna go not do this,but we'll catch ya next time with another exciting installment of Lelko Blog. Lates.
Lelko