Whew! Last week was packed full of fun and was a nice break from my workaholic tendencies:)
Sunday started off with a visit to Guitarfest PA at the Ramada in Greensburg. This is the first time Guitarfest has come to the area so we didn’t know what to expect. Our little band of guitar players (me, my husband - Jason, and my Dad) set out Sunday morning to check it out. Pretty cool event! Tons of guitars from well-known manufacturers to hand-made works of art. Also had some demos and clinics to see and hear. For anyone that knows me, I have “shiny object syndrome” so of course, I fell in love with a candy apple red, semi-hollow bodied Gretsch Red Edition guitar. This guitar was gorgeous! Since I very recently purchased a Reverend Buckshot electric guitar I knew I wasn’t buying…but boy, did I want to! I also wanted to pick it up and play it desperately, but just like a kitten or puppy, I knew if I held it, it was coming home with me - so…sadly, that beauty went back to North Carolina untouched by me.
Despite not coming home with a guitar, I did pick up a nice gig bag for my Reverend and had a fun pick-collecting contest with my Dad (he won).
Wednesday, Jason took off work and we met up with my Mom & Dad to take a trip back to one of my favorite childhood haunts - Pymatuning, PA. I have been wanting to get back there for years so when my parents mentioned wanting to go, it was a definite yes!
Jason had never been there before so Linesville Dam was a must see! Of course, the trip started off with a little back and forth the night before about bread of all things. You see, Jason came home from work to find a few old hotdog buns AND about a half a loaf of bread packed to take along to feed the fish. Of course, I packed his $5 bread and not my bread, which was the issue. He didn’t understand why we had to take so much bread. Ahhh…I said, you’ll see.
Linesville, for those who haven’t been, is a spillway where the Carp are so thick, they literally glide on top of one another - you can barely see the water! It’s really a cool sight and if you haven’t been, put it on your road trip list! I’ve been feeding the fish there since I was in elementary school and I couldn’t wait to see them again after all these years. I found out that the Carp live about 20 years, so although any original fish I may have seen are long gone, I like to think that their kids were there last week - LOL.
My bread was gone pretty quickly (the only way to feed the Carp is to toss a big old slice in there and let ‘em go at it). After my bread was gone, I started noticing that Jason was tossing bread in but the fish weren’t reacting…at all. Then, I figured out why. Jason was tossing in pea sized pieces of his bread - the fish couldn’t even see it!! That bread-rationing husband of mine said he didn’t want to overfeed the fish. Like hundreds of people a day don’t overfeed them…He’s a hoot!
After our fish-feeding frenzy, we visited Conneaut Lake Park which I absolutely loved as a kid. I was glad to see that it was no longer in a state of disrepair after sitting empty for years, but was again open although not in its entirety.
We also stopped at Presque Isle for a few minutes, but the highlight of my day was riding past my grandparents’ old house. My grandparents on my Mom’s side owned this little white cottage not far from the water for years and as kids, my Mom and Dad used to take us up there a lot. At the time, I was SUPER into Little House On The Prairie (I have years of photos of me trying to do the crooked, lip curled “Laura” smile - it used to make my Mom nuts!). The really cool thing about this little white cottage was it had an upstairs where the roof was pointed. That was the bedroom my little sister and I stayed in and we would stay up into the wee hours of the morning, talking and giggling and goofing around. I LOVED that house and all of the memories we made there - my grandparents even got a wooden sign with “Walnut Grove” carved into it and put it on their shed for us.
It was literally the perfect day taking a sentimental stroll down memory lane.
On the way home, we stopped at Edinboro University to visit my niece, Brooke, who is in her freshman year there as a Criminal Justice major. Tired of dining hall food, we offered to take her out to eat and my parents made the mistake of letting her pick. She picked a place called “Big Willies” because she wanted wings. Now…I had seen “Big Willies” on the way into town, so I immediately knew how this was going to go down.
Brooke directed us on how to get there and told my Dad to turn into the parking lot. This place with the great wings is a legit BIKER BAR, complete with blacked out windows, a shack-like structure, bikes out front, and beer signs all over the facade. I give my parents credit, because at this point, they were still considering actually going in.
There was no parking in front so my Dad drove around back where there were a ton of parking spaces. I told him that he shouldn’t park there and when he asked why I pointed to the “Rock Bottom Dance Club” sign and said that the parking lot was empty because the strip club hadn’t opened yet. That pretty much did it for us eating there. We asked Brooke to pick another place to eat and she proclaimed, “Why? This place is great. My Frat Brothers recommended it!” I burst out laughing and told her that generally, if Frat Brothers recommend a restaurant, that is likely the LAST place you should take your grandparents. I am still laughing at the whole “Big Willies” experience.
We did end up having a very nice dinner and visit with Brooke and can’t wait to see her again soon. She seems to be adjusting to college life well and is obviously having some fun up there.
I did manage to get a few pictures of Linesville and Presque Isle which I’ve posted below. Didn’t get any of Conneaut because the park was closed and gated when we were there, and, even though I desperately wanted a few of my grandparents’ old cottage, I didn’t think the current owners would have appreciated that. I did, at one point, STRONGLY consider knocking on the door and sliding into a rendition of Miranda Lambert’s “The House That Built Me”.
Hope you all are off to an awesome start to your week! Stay tuned for more adventures to follow:)