John & Anne Wiley

2013/05/14

Change Of Pace

Today we researched genealogical resources in Butler and Franklin, then came back to where we started this part of our Adventure in Clarion. We consciously looked for places to take pix, so at our stops today we got a few that we like. On the way into Clarion this evening we stopped to visit Tripp, and if you know us you’ve already guessed what we did then.

5429 Into Blue

5429 Into Blue

Taking off our eyes filled with wonder and our hearts with the joy of flight! This lovely countryside we’d been driving was suddenly transformed into a realm of magic. The gathering blue was shrinking the clouds to puffy topping, and the colors sprang to life. Oh what a feeling to wander the skies again!

5460 Hidden Meadow

5460 Hidden Meadow

A meadow rimmed with blooming trees seen only by a few on the ground, became a treat for the passing aviators. Rather than face a two hour drive we’d decided to make the short flight over to check out Punxsutawney. In case you don’t know, that’s the town where a large rodent named Phil is said to predict weather by looking at its shadow and grunting in the ear of a Chamber of Commerce member. We love the movie, and wanted to see the familiar landmarks.

5440 Punxsutawney

5440 Punxsutawney

Alas, none of them are here, because the film was shot in Illinois (as you can learn from the text links above). In case you’re curious what the town looks like as we were, you can click on the pic to get a clearer view in a larger version. Editorial note: I used to routinely upload larger versions of all pix, but found that almost none of them got clicked. I’m curious whether this and the next one will.

5442 Gobbler's Knob

5442 Gobbler’s Knob

The scene of the annual event where the town population grows tenfold for a day or two differs greatly from the scenes in the film. It’s clear to me why this spot wasn’t chosen for the film, being far from town and rather nondescript. Today it was serving as an impromptu baseball field. At the bottom-right you can see the gate posts holding a wrought iron sign, and there’s a more mundane sign at the road edge in front of the red and blue cars. Though I’m sure it’s equal to the many charming PA small towns, I hope we don’t find ourselves flying there every day in some parallel to the movie. We’re glad to have spared ourselves the drive and enjoyed scenes like this that are pretty much invisible from the road.

5464 Farm Fantasy

5464 Farm Fantasy

Or another bloom-rimmed meadow among the several more we saw. I guess the farmers create these for their own enjoyment, and perhaps family picnics.

5433 Tree Trim Trend

5433 Tree Trim Trend

A few minutes later we were back over Clarion where the courthouse and town square are now so familiar, along with many landmarks from our times here. At some point maybe we’ll look at these pix and try to pick out the B&B where we spent our first night here (unlike the movie, checkout was 100%). Hopefully tomorrow morning we’ll check out of the Comfort Inn where we’ve been more comfortable in anonymous ease with a larger room and less concern about disturbing other guests with activities like this midnight blog post. 🙂

2013/05/13

Itchy

Today I started getting itchy to fly again. Partly because the sky didn’t look like this.

Deluge Abating

Deluge Abating

This was the scene after the most intense rain had passed on our drive into Pittsburgh. A couple of minutes before, we couldn’t see beyond that car in front of us, much less the road sign beyond. Now I don’t want to cast aspersions on PA drivers, but some of them make driving in LA traffic seem relaxing. But to their credit, the entire freeway had slowed to perhaps 10mph during the deluge. Be that as it may, the sky today (between dark periods and some showers) often looked even better than this.

5171 Fort Kittanning

5171 Fort Kittanning

In case you didn’t know, this is actually a pic of the County Courthouse in Kittanning, where some key records of my ancestors are guarded. I’m playfully calling it Fort Kittanning because it’s by far the most impenetrable of the county records offices we’ve visited in this region of the state. I was OK after a full airport scan to enter the library, though a simple weapons check is what I’d expected. But when the guard confiscated my camera he informed me that taking photos of public records, “Is stealing, and carries a stiff penalty.” Interesting difference from the other counties, where family researchers are welcomed and assisted both out of human kindness and to promote tourism. The actual Armstrong County records clerks range from disinterest to disdain, and the computer system is quite opaque so I got nothing of interest for the $1 per 2 pages of illegible photocopies.

But I digress. 🙂

So tomorrow we’re going to check out the Butler County Courthouse because their exceptional Historical Society is closed Mondays. Then a quick drive to Franklin for an intro to their county resources, and back to Clarion where Tripp awaits. Oh, will it be wonderful to see her again and on Tuesday to Fly! 😀

At least that’s the plan tonight, and our first landing is to be in Punxsutawney for a quick look (to supplement some aerial photos with street views). Then (unless Phil sees his shadow) we’re going to being addressing another itch: Being Home. We’re well ready for some rest, and hanging out in our own place with Tripp safely tucked away in her SBA spot. It’s going to be some days getting home since we’re not racing or anything, and of course weather will have her way. But right now our only intended destination is Monument Valley for another flying tour of the giant sculpture garden, and it’s right on our direct path from the groundhog haven to our little slice of heaven. I wonder what this part of our Islander Adventure will turn out to be.

2013/05/12

Ancestral Heaven

No photos today as this is Anne typing on my tablet. The only photos I have are my logs of our plane stops. Maybe I’ll attempt to attach one so you can see a tiny piece of what I do when we fly. Not that we are flying. We are officially ‘grounded’ due to weather here and there. We’re actually traveling via rental car! Perhaps from Pittsburgh where we currently are, to Washington DC where I just made reservations at a Courtyard Marriott in Alexandria Old Town for Sunday & Monday. But don’t be surprised if this changes. We make and break plans as needed or on whimsey in this adventurous trip.

The title on this post is optimistic. John is overwhelmingly involved in tracing his great, great, great and even greater grandfathers.  These are the guys he fairly recently discovered as ancestors… and the original name is Walley until John’s most recent grandfather lied his way out of an orphanage and into the army for WWI as Wiley.  So like others of you I went to read the blog…and see he has skipped it for 2 days of immersion in documents and now ancestry.com so I decided to fill in.  We’ll be glad when he returns 🙂

Speaking of ancestry, if we do end up in the reserved hotel in Alexandria, we’ll be in the town of my parents marriage in 1944. A naval crossed swords event it was. Wish I could include my photo of that.

In lieu of that romantic pic, I offer instead one of my plane log notes fyi…

0981 Flight Notes

0981 Flight Notes

Update! John just transferred onto my tablet two of the photos I took today in downtown Pittsburgh, so here’s a bit of our day.

You know how when you come out of an art show everything looks like art?  These girl friends were making art!

1015 Nine Girls on Posts

1015 Nine Girls on Posts

and some artful buildings wove along our path

1017 Artful Pitts

1017 Artful Architecture

2013/05/09

Going to Ground

After looking at weather and 3.2 zillion other factors a few days ago, we decided to take a break from flying and rent a car. Going to ground, so to speak. The ground we’re wandering now sure is beautiful!

0996 Clarion, PA Spring

0996 Clarion, PA Spring

As I discovered a few years ago, my father’s fathers are from this area and my last name’s actually Walley. So we’re going to the ground they walked, looking for landmarks on this 1865 map.

4834 Farmington Map

4834 Farmington Map

Some very kind and helpful folks at the Clarion Historical Society provided plenty of pointers and details that I can piece together and put into a genealogy once we’re back home.

4857 Life Preservers

4857 Life Preservers

Thanks to their tireless work preserving the memory of lives long past, I stood on the ground where my great, great, great grandfather rests.

4983 Ancestral Ground

4983 Ancestral Ground

Today we drove to Armstrong County beginning to search even further back, for the ground of my ancestor born about 1740. I wondered if he’d ever visited this, the oldest church in Western PA.

5102 St. Patrick Church

5102 St. Patrick Church

Wandering the large cemetery behind us in this pic, we half expected to see a Walley marker but weren’t surprised when we didn’t. At the top of the hill behind us, the riot of Life was exploding with the same fervor my apical paternal ancestor enjoyed 250 years ago on hills near here.

7536 Colorful Ground

7536 Colorful Ground

Over the river a rainbow erupted from this ground into the sky binding cloud to mountain, lest the world should fall.

5108 Unbroken Thread

5108 Unbroken Thread

2013/05/07

Clarion Call

After lots of “planning” (remember, we make plans and then weather or other factors often turn everything upside down), we met Uncle Ed for dessert at the City Hall Cafe in downtown Waterbury. Fun to sit and enjoy a last visit with him surrounded by photos and memorabilia going far back into the history of this town so prominent in family lore. Outside the dogwood was in bloom and Anne caught this one in the parking lot.

0971 Dogwood

0971 Dogwood

Then more planning and logistics, and we took to the air. Soon we climbed much higher than our usual touring altitude to get well above the scattered clouds, and found ourselves greatly enjoying this different perspective on the forests, farms, rivers and lakes of Connecticut as it merged imperceptibly into Pennsylvania.

7374 Wild Spaces

7374 Wild Spaces

On our first Big Adventure flying the Eastern U.S. we expected cities, houses and farms everywhere so it was surprising to see such vast tracts of wild spaces. Unlike further West many of the farms here are small, and even the large ones often rotate and mingle crops so it’s more fun to fly over them.

7432 Patchwork

7432 Patchwork

Before long we climbed even higher to fly among majestic monsters forming cloud canyons and mountains that look solid yet fluffy, sometimes gracefully swirling in slow motion as we pass.

7417 Translucent Giants

7417 Translucent Giants

As evening approached, we toured Crown, PA and then descended into Clarion. We enjoyed a long walk around town, and paused to admire this 1880-something building that my ancestors perhaps once visited.

0991 Changing Times

0991 Changing Times

It stood here when there were no cars. What could people have imagined those magically colorful flame-less traffic lights are for other than some repetitive entertainment? What would they think of a descendent seven generations hence casually flying over in miraculous Tripp to explore their region?

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