I had an adventure today with some Subaru drivers in the Pine Barrens. The group leader fried their starter and battery in a deep washout, while we were gathered at the staging area. I led the caravan to a spot I've never visited, after getting their coordinates. For a person who gets lost in a dog park, that was an achievement. I got to meet some cool people, and I may have to start camping so I can hang out with them. More photos and video soon.
On the way back I checked out Burnt Mill Road, home to the Atco Ghost. Running water ran across the road, so I turned back. See? I do learn. Anyone who goes there to summon the ghost at night is on for a very rude surprise. The legend is that a kid was killed by two drag racers, and you summon him by flashing your lights three times “like in a race.” (these people have obviously never been in a drag race). There are many signs warning drivers that children play here and to slow down, and the road is not paved or wide enough for two cars, so I'm guessing trucks or ATVs must do it. No “drag racer” would use this road. Not even Ru Paul.
I also stopped at an Italian deli and found fresh made pesto and oriechiette pasta, and had a great fried eggplant and broccoli rabe hoagie. It was so good that I had to vacuum the car and wash my shirt after eating it on the drive home.
Can’t wait to hear the story of the folks with the breakdown, and in the meantime I’ll be over here, ruminating dreamily about the fried eggplant sandwich.
Can’t wait to hear the story of the folks with the breakdown, and in the meantime I’ll be over here, ruminating dreamily about the fried eggplant sandwich.
What deli? Yummy!! And I've been planning on taking the kids camping for a while. 😁