Tag: mountains

Hearing from an old friend I was reminding me of hunting season up the mountains.

It is funny how small things trigger memories. Sitting at a park yesterday, hearing the distant traffic on 283 reminded me of hearing the traffic on i-80 up at 8 bees.

I am having fond memories of going to 8 bees near Hazleton when I was growing up and even when I was older before I moved here.