| I thought the forecast suggested a break in the weather, climbed on the Harley and headed east. Arriving in Cassandra, I found the Railroad Overlook Motel - if not fancy - clean and comfortable. But the moonlit night had ill portents with lightning in the distance. Come Thursday morning rain was dripping from the gutters as I peered out from between the drapes. As the saying goes, "wherever you go, there you are", and so I unfolded the rain suit and made the best of it. Heres one of the few trains NS runs on the Pittsburgh line - a paltry shadow of former CR and PRR traffic levels. |