Did some touring in the Endless Mountains and along the renowned Route 6 corridor of beautiful north central Pennsylvania recently. Fall color is still a week to 10 days away, but it is still a gorgeous part of our country.

The Kinzua viaduct that was partially blown over several years ago.

Me riding out to the end of the viaduct. Back in the '60's we came here often to walk across the bridge when there was nothing but the tracks...no boardwalk, no railing on the sides, just walked on the ties looking down between them to the ground 301 feet below.

At the end. A large section of the floor behind me is glass so you can walk on it and look down through to see what is 301 feet below. DH was in charge of the camera, can't imagine why he didn't take a picture of it!

What I can see off the end. The sections of the bridge that blew down.

At the Lobster Festival in Rockland, Maine, back in August, one of the festivities was this floating bridge of lobster traps strung between the dock and a platform. The goal was to run across them as far as possible before falling in the water.

This boat was there to help the contestants safely back to the dock when they fell in, but it looked so overloaded that I was expecting to see a contestant to grab the back of the boat and see it fill with water and sink.