Falling Water, Mills Creek, Pennsylvania |
Ok, I’m going to say it…the one country I
try to avoid visiting is…the United States of America. Now I must admit there
are some wonderful, inspiring, historical, awesome places to visit in the old
US of A and I’ve visited a few of those.
In my early twenties, with a young family and a very limited budget, I
took numerous road trips to Myrtle Beach, Virginia, Washington D.C., and
Florida. I’ve always hoped to take a road trip along Route 66 (showing my age,
I suppose) and if I’m honest these were some on the greatest experiences I’ve
had, especially when the Canadian dollar was strong and I got a good bang for
the buck. Unfortunately, a few negative
experiences have really jaded me – being kicked out of Disney World, some very
sketchy motel experiences, dry counties, and a few unsettling conversations
involving politics and race…
Regardless, when Shelby, my youngest
daughter turned twenty-five this past summer, and she decided that the birthday
present she wanted was to visit Frank Lloyd Wright’s Falling Water, I put my
prejudices aside and agreed to a road trip.
I’m really glad I did because this was one of the most enjoyable
experiences I have had while travelling!
Shelby, our friend Doris, and I headed down
to the southern part of Pennsylvania on a beautiful fall weekend. A little
“Thelma and Louise” was definitely in order and these two ladies were the ideal
companions for just such an escape! We decided to take the quick route down
along I79 to I76 and we were making such good progress we opted to wait until
we were close to our destination to stop and pick up some necessary items for a
girl's weekend away – wine, snacks, and more wine. This was a mistake because
once we turned off the interstate the options for purchasing such items became
very limited. Apparently, this southern
part of the state of Pennsylvania has very limited options for the weary
traveller to partake in a bit of liquid refreshment! Being determined sort of
people we managed to track down a small specialty store in a little spot called
Jones Mill for beer and wine…apparently, it was so special the prices were even
worse then what I’m used to paying in Ontario! Shelby was quite happy with her
24 of mixed ciders and Doris and I happily sampled numerous wines before settling
on a nice assortment of about ten bottles…all for a one-night stay! We headed
off to the Seven Springs ski resort where we planned to have dinner and spend
the night. The resort was beautiful and my only regret was that we didn’t get
there early enough to have a sled ride down the mountain. We had a fabulous
buffet dinner where we celebrated Shelby’s 25th and then headed to
our room for some well deserved drinks after the eight hour car ride.
The area of Pennsylvania that we were
traversing is surrounded by numerous parks, rivers, waterfalls and is dotted
with endless little villages and towns with names like Normalville, Chalk Hill
and Mill Run. The drive along winding
roads going through mountains and valleys provides the traveller with some
really breathtaking scenery, especially with the Autumn colours just beginning
to make their debut.
Laurel Caverns
We decided to start our day with some
spelunking after I read about some local caves that were nearby. The Laurel Caverns are truly impressive, offering
over three miles of passages with some ceilings reaching up to fifty feet! The
Cavern entrance opened due to a sinkhole, which predated the Pyramids and the
caves were widely in use by natives, early explorers to the area, a rather
large bat population and now by visitors.
The site offers a variety of guided tours, rappelling, accessible
activities, and even a mini-golf experience all for a reasonable cost. The
lower caves can only be accessed if one is suitably attired in hiking boots,
which can be conveniently purchased in the well-stocked gift shop.
Since I have yet to experience rappelling
on my many adventures I thought this would be the ideal opportunity and Shelby
was a trooper agreeing to accompany me. Our somewhat timid companion, Doris, at
first declined the adventure but we shamelessly bullied her into joining us and
we were quickly suited up in our rather unflattering harnesses listening to
some very young gentlemen explain the finer points of hurling oneself off the
side of a cliff deep in the rather dark atmosphere of the Laurel Caverns.
I’ll admit this wasn’t exactly the
Himalayas, but taking those steps to the edge and trusting that all my clampy
things were doing the right clampy stuff, as I stepped into oblivion for the
first time, was one of my more frightening experiences. But after my first go, and making it to the bottom safely, I was excited to take the long walk through
the caves to rappel a few more times. Pretty soon Doris, Shelby and I felt like
we had channeled Sir Edmund Hillary as we used words like “On Belay”
like pros! (The first time I said this, I
thought I was supposed to shout, “On my way!” much to the amusement of our
guide!) On our last hike up, our
guides took us to a rather cool area of the caves where we sang Happy Birthday
to the honoured participant causing a spectacular light show!
The Laurel Caves were a terrific side trip
on our trek to Falling Waters and should be put on your list if you are heading
down to Pennsylvania!
Brave Doris rappelling for the first time! On belay! |
Not so great picture of me on my first rappelling adventure! |
Shelby looking confident! |
Falling Water
Structure making room for the tree |
Rock built into the house. |
I am so glad Shelby suggested this
destination because it definitely is one of the most unique places I have ever
visited. For the architecturally uneducated, Falling Water is the name of the
house designed by Frank Lloyd Wright (you
may recognize the name from the Simon and Garfunkel tune) built over a
waterfall in 1936. Wright is famous for his vision to design dwellings, which
blend into their natural surroundings and incorporating nature’s gems into the
very structures. This house, commissioned by the famous Kaufmann family does
just that by using large boulders and trees on the site as components of the
structure itself and by incorporating large balconies from every room. The
Kaufmann’s were a very well off family from nearby Pittsburgh, who owned a
department store chain but loved to escape the smoke of the city by heading to
the mountains. The property has two houses and a swimming pool naturally fed with water from the passing creek. I would happily reside in just the guest-house!
Apparently the total cost for the build was
$155,000 US dollars, which included the $8000 Architecture fee and the $4000
furnishings! This is about the same amount
I paid for my little palace fifteen years ago. Damn inflation!
Downers
- despite a heafty fee to view the house, a rather pricey gift shop and restaurant, visitors are still herded into a room at the end of the tour to listen to a plea for more donation money
- this is obviously a very popular attraction because visitors are herded through like cattle in groups of twenty or so every ten minutes
- an overnight trip didn't really cut it for this fabulous area of Pennsylvania that offers so many amazing things to see and do - we drove through Mill Run and it looked like a fabulous place to spend a day!
Gems
- listening to the guide tell stories about the Kaufmann family
- seeing the scenery driving back to Ontario straight up number 219 highway
Useful Tips
Since we were going into the states and couldn’t risk the ridiculous roaming charges, we were sans phones and GPS on this trip so I took advantage of my CAA membership and picked up an assortment of maps and guide books. It was great going a bit retro for a change!