The journey, not the arrival, matters. T.S. Elliot

Sunday, June 23, 2024

Chapter 4 - The Summer of 2024 - Cooperstown, NY

 LOL Sounds impressive doesn't it? Not as much as some of the Gen X stuff I've seen out there about being born in the 1900's and whatnot. 

Anywho, I'll be blogging what little travel we do in the summer, firstly because it's important to keep up with things I've learned along the way, and The Beast deserves her time in the limelight.

This weekend we headed to Cooperstown NY area to do a rail bike adventure. 


June 21 - Home to Pompey, NY

After work on Friday we headed out to Pompey, NY, a small area outside Syracuse. I found a neat beer pub to stay via Harvest Hosts. The ride was fine although we hit a few snags like a totally out of the way detour on Route 20 and a low bridge outside 'Cuse.

Arriving at Heritage Hill Brewhaus we found ourselves at a very cool brewery, event place, petting zoo... basically all the things... kind of place. They were actually closed for a private event when we arrived but the host let us know we could absolutely enjoy the bar and the band.


After giving us directions to our parking spot the host arrived with a golf cart to take us back up to the brewhaus. We'd parked down the hill in a field-ish area. Perfect for a good night's sleep, but far enough from the ruckus. 

Firstly, the beer and drinks were great. They brew and have local beers as well. Ben tried a few different ones while I stuck to mules of different kinds. What? I like my mules. :D





The event going on was a fundraiser put on by Spatchcock Funk, a vlog, youtube channel, whatnot. basically they are into good, funky music, parties and FOOD. They were throwing Smoke-a-palooza at the brewhaus to raise money for the local PBS station. The band, Sophistafunk, was rocking while we drank and enjoyed from the bar. We did pop into the barn for a few minutes to listen and it was funk-tastic. 


We slept fine. The party ended around 10pm I think. We were back at the camper by then, attempting to enjoy a fire but the mosquitos were BAD. Someone, me, forgot to pack the bug spray. I didn't need that in Utah.

Oh, Strawberry Moon as well.



June 22 - Pompey to Milford

We grabbed lunch at the bar again before heading out. I had something they call The Goat. So good. And Ben got a burger. The best thing were the pickle fries. Don't knock them, they were fantastic.



Then off to Milford, just south of Cooperstown. That's when we ran into the detour on Route 20. The farm we visited in Milford was a Harvest Hosts location as well. Sunny Acres Swiss is located right on Route 28 just south of Milford town. They have a farmstand with all kinds of goodies to include beef, milk, eggs, bagels, pies and more. The coolest thing about the stand is that they are open 24/7 with a self pay setup. Very progressive and honestly ingenious.

After a very short nap we headed back into Milford for our rail bike adventure with Rail Explorers. It was about 82 degrees when we parked. I was NOT looking forward to a leg workout in those temps. But, I shouldn't have worried. Their battery-assisted rail bikes are so easy. Honestly Ben did a quick pedal-pedal to kick start it and then really didn't need to pedal anymore. Of course he DID pedal more, because it would make the rail car speed, but he didn't have to.





At the halfway point they stop us all, turn the cars around and back we went.








It was really fun and definitely worth doing in the fall when the leaves are changing.

We grabbed dinner at the Rusty Bison in south Cooperstown. I had a fantastic fish sandwich and Ben had brisket and mac n cheese. I'd asked if we could do perogies as an appetizer and they obliged, I'm really glad they did because the perogies were really good.


About 20 minutes after we'd parked for the night it started to rain, torrentially. Is that a word? Thunder, lightning, wind, downpour. I'm glad we were in the camper and parked.


June 23 - Milford to home

After coffee, and some pie, we headed off to the KOA outside Cooperstown to dump the tanks. 

I'm going to rant a little here about New York and the lack of 'stuff'. Dumps for RV's are plentiful outside of NY, or at least anywhere I've gone. Not only do the campgrounds and RV parks all allow you to pay a nominal fee to use theirs if you aren't staying at a location, but many, dare I say MOST trucker stops have one you can pay to use. Hell, in a small town in Oklahoma one of the town parks had one for free. Today I had to call around to find a campground on our way that even ALLOWED for someone to pay to use their dump. KOA did, obviously because that's where we went, but for quite a bit more than any other place I've gone. 

Ok, so after taking care of that we headed to BassPro and lunch. Food was acquired at Casa Azteca across from BassPro. It was a good mexican restaurant with good food and atmosphere. BassPro was it's normal self. We came out with a couple fishing lures and swivels.

Homeward bound gave us some wind and raindrops, but the way was fine. We got home, unpacked and are relaxing. A fun weekend out with the Hubs and The Beast. 

Love and hugs, Mother and the Hubby

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