22-Nov-2015 -- As I was wrapping up a week of presentations, workshops, and meetings at a series of universities in the region, including Temple University, Penn State, and Cornell, and since that activity was focused on GIS and GPS, a confluence visit seemed like the perfect capstone. I was now en route to the Philadelphia airport, and had spent the night not far away from the confluence point, at New Columbia, Pennsylvania.
I awoke to a beautiful morning, my last one in Pennsylvania for the forseeable future, and drove south to West Milton, and then west. What followed was one of the most memorable and beautiful approaches to any confluence that I can recall. The farms, the position of the sun, the color of the sky, some of the Amish touches on the landscape, combined to make it a lovely short trek. At road T389 I turned toward the northwest, and parked ten minutes later along the side of the road, choosing to walk in the rest of the way. Owing to the early hour, I didn't see the need to disturb the neighbors. The whole valley was still in shade as the sun had not crested the ridge to the east. I made sure not to beep the horn inadvertently, as I have done a few times in the past when I am trying to be quiet at these points.
I found the confluence in the driveway of the home mentioned during previous visits. I tapped on the door for awhile, hearing sounds within, but didn't pursue it any further, having accomplished my goal. In addition, it was still very early, and these folks had been bothered already in the past. Given the close proximity to the house and garage, it did take me a few minutes to zero out the GPS receiver. It was a cool morning but not as cold as it could have been at this time of year, with a temperature about 45 F. It was a beautiful spot. I had stood on 41 North numerous times in the past, from Utah on the west to New Jersey on the east, and also I had stood on 77 West from New York on the north to Virginia on the south. This was my first time on 41 North 77 West. The best view from the point was to the northeast, where there was an open field.
I walked back down to the main road, over a small ditch that had been channeled there with many pleasant landscape touches by the neighbors. I was a bit sad to depart, knowing that this would be my last confluence visit of the year. But it had been a great year for visiting points, including my series of 11 visits mostly in New Mexico in September, some beautiful points here in Pennsylvania this month, a few memorable rainy hikes to points in Texas, and even a beautiful walk to a point in a rice field in Japan. Get out there and explore the world!