Marilyn and I took out my motorcycle and road to a place in the Poconos that seems to have everything. It has everything you need hotels, restaurants, athlete's, athletics, hills, rivers, old trains, coal barons, train barons, an opera house, a jail and the Molly Maguires. It is the town formally known as Mauch Chunk. Today's Jim Thorpe. Named after the 1953 Olympic athlete Jim Thorpe. We found a nice back road there. It's usually a highway drive but we found route 248 thru Bath and Nazareth. There were a lot of motorcycle on the road there. We stopped at the Hotel Switzerland for lunch. In a local bicycle shop and the woman at the register was extolling the bike trails. She also mentioned that the trails had black bears, rattlesnakes, copperheads and coyotes. Hmmm, that sounded more exciting then we were bargaining for! Then we walked the town which is really a nice tourist town which brings you back to the turn of the century. We were saying that we could tell the locals from the touists by their choice in footwear. Motorcyclists had boots, tourists had boat shoes and sandals, and the locals had work shoes.
