Rain was predicted last Sunday.

I awoke early to find the sun shining.

So I drove the short distance to Safe Harbor with hopes of catching wheels turning on former PRR rails.

I hiked up to the large bridge on the old Low Grade. I walked the trail and inspected the views.

A bird spotter came along and told me stories about eagles and falcons.

I noted dark clouds rolling in from the West.

“Looks like rain.”

Before I reached the car drops were falling.

No trains passed during my visit. Not this time.

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