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.
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!
room for the tree
|Rock built into|
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!
- 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!
- listening to the guide tell stories about the Kaufmann family
- seeing the scenery driving back to Ontario straight up number 219 highway
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!