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Saturday, November 24, 2007

Area Events Via WFRM Website

November 24

There will be a ham and turkey party at the Roulette Fire Hall. Doors open at 6:00 p.m. Party starts at 7:00 p.m. Free refreshments. Must be at least 21 years of age.

November 25

The Northern Tier Mission Team will have an All You Can Eat Pancake and Sausage Dinner from 10:45 a.m. top 1:30 p.m. .at the First Presbyterian Church on North Main Street in Coudersport. A free will donation for dinner will be used to fund the 2008 mission trip.

November 25

The Potter County Snowmobile Club will have an all you can eat spaghetti dinner from 1:00 to 6:00 p.m. at the Clubhouse on the North Hollow Road. Adults, $6.00, children 5-12 years, $4.00, children under 5 free, Take-outs available.

November 25

There will be a smorgasbord at the Little Marsh Fire Hall in Tioga County from noon until 2:00. Adults, $8.00; Senior citizens (62 and older), $7.00, children, 5-11 years, $4.00 and pre-schoolers free. Proceeds benefit the Chatham Township Volunteer Fire Department.

Rick Barkley's Journal--Kayaking The Allegheny--Part 11

Day 17: Someplace to Be

Even though the day dawned rather cold, to the point where there was a skiff of ice in a water bottle outside the tent, I skipped coffee and breakfast to get an early start. I was to meet Reverend Jim Dietrich, an old friend, for lunch in Foxburg, and on the map, it looked like a lot of paddling by noon. I had to pick my way for an hour or so, as the mist was fairly thick, but I was soon moving along nicely.

I got in a little bind about half a mile above Emlenton, in a good patch of rapids. The water was up over two feet, and I got quartered into it, and hammered with three good waves in a row. Next thing I knew, I had lost almost everything from the front of the hull. Lucky for me, there was an eddy right below, and I was able to turn around and paddle back to where the gear was floating. I managed to grab it one thing at a time, and toss it up onto the skirt. It did mean a half hour on the shore getting the water out, refolding and packing, and getting back onto the kayak. I was very lucky the tent didn’t quite fall off. It would have sunk like a rock, causing problems I didn’t want to think about.

Even with the minor setback, I made Foxburg a little before noon. What I hadn’t taken into account, was the fact that the river I needed to travel that particular day, was almost string straight, so it looked further than it really was. One of the more unique animal experiences I enjoyed happened about a quarter mile above the Foxburg bridge. I noticed something swimming across the river from my left, in front of me. It was weird looking, in that it seemed to be a small head, followed by a large part of its body trailing behind, floating completely on top of the water. As I got closer, it turned the other way, and soon I could see what it was. It was a gray squirrel, and its tail must be completely waterproof. It not only won’t stay under the water, it lays on top of it, and the poor guy wasn’t covering much ground OR water. I followed him to shore, to get a good look that it wasn’t some obscure animal I never heard of. He got out, shook himself like a dog, and scampered up the bank into the brush.

After racing a construction barge through the buoys in the center of the river, I tied up below the Foxburg Inn, where I assumed lunch would be shared. I’d never asked Reverend Jim Dietrich exactly where we’d meet, but I thought I’d take a chance and try it. I felt pretty self-conscious given my appearance, but I was hungry enough to overlook it if the folks at the Inn would. Jim showed up a few minutes later, and we sat outside, talked, ate, and talked some more.

The Foxburg Inn is part of a four business venture created by a wealthy doctor who had purchased a huge estate at the top of the hill, about a mile above the river. There is a stately mansion included in the estate, and the doctor’s renovating it, and giving public tours. He thought the riverfront could use a boost, so he had the Inn, a hotel and restaurant beside it, and gift and wine shops behind it, built. The food was good, and the place in general is worth the trip, just to see it.

After we got caught up and I’d filled Jim in with some trip details, he offered to drive me to the top of the hill, so I could call Bev on his cell. I agreed, knowing it would make her day go easier, knowing I was on schedule and okay. Jim is a dear friend, the former minister of the church I attended in the 1970s. He was there when my Mom died in ’91, and we had a few lifetime memories from the old days, like taking carloads of kids from the church to play in softball tournaments. He is one of the more understanding and giving men I’ve ever known, and I’m honored to be counted as a friend of his. I’ve been to his new church, built recently after the old one burned to the ground, and we plan to attend there, at the Pisgah Presbyterian, in Corsica, when we spend our summers in the Brookville area.

A quick photo of us with his recently acquired ‘hot’ car, a PT Cruiser complete with flames on the side, and it was back in the water by 2 p.m. I couldn’t find what I wanted in West Monterey for camping, so I pushed on to East Brady, arriving about 6. it was the municipal boat launch, and there was lots of grassy and shady area to pick from. I left the boat at the edge of the water, while I hunted up a couple local folks to ask a few questions. If you’re thinking I just wanted to avoid another Salamanca, you are exactly right.

Two quick Q&A sessions, and I was satisfied I was okay, so I set up camp. It turned out to be a great place, with a portable john not too far away. I hurriedly hung wet gear, cooked dinner, and settled in for the night. There was a large streetlight nearby, so I sat outside awhile, using it to read maps and take notes. It was pretty quiet, and falling asleep wasn’t difficult.

Next morning, Day 18, I could quickly see I didn’t need to hurry to get going. It was some of the thickest fog I’d seen, and it kept me there until twenty after 9. I noticed the water getting a heavy feel to it, like I wasn’t moving much of it per stroke, which told me I must be getting close to Lock #9.

My First Lockthrough

My first glimpse of Lock 9 made the hair stand up on the back of my neck. I hadn’t heard any horror stories, and William Heyer, the Lockmaster with whom I’d made contact the year before, assured me if I got to a lock between 7 and 3, I’d be locked through. There are eight locks, numbered 2 through 9. Nine is the uppermost, and it, along with 5, 6, 7, and 8, are only operational on weekends, Friday afternoons, and Monday mornings. He said he’d have someone there to get me through, and as I looked at the terrain alongside the approach, I hoped so. Going around wouldn’t be much fun.

Kim Cornell had told me what to do at the lock, and where the rope would be to pull to sound a bell to the folks locking me through. I crept up to the wall, and from a couple hundred yards back, it looks like you have to almost hang over the edge of the dam to get there. The closer you get, the more you realize there’s plenty of space to get to the wall, a long ways from the spillway. I pulled the rope several times, but heard nothing. I had guessed there was a bell up there somewhere, and I’d be able to hear it. I pulled some more, and after a few minutes, decided either the guy couldn’t hear me, or there was no one there. I didn’t know I could tie up to the ladder beside the rope, and climb up to see if there was anybody home. (I don’t think they like it when you do that, but if there’s no response to the bell, well….)

Instead, being a rookie, I paddled around the back side of the wall beside the shore, and could see at some point in time, someone else had climbed up the grassy bank, probably for the same reason I was about to. I grabbed a double handful of grass, waited a moment to see if anything in it wiggled, and pulled myself up out of the boat. I tied it to a tree, and waded the knee high weeds to what looked like a road some thirty yards above. It was an access road, and I walked it to the building, and a couple loud Hellos brought a guy from upstairs. “Are you the kayaker?”, he asked, and I replied I was. He seemed to be expecting me, and told me he’d be locking me through. I told him I tried the rope with no apparent success, and he said he’d have to look at it, and I could bring the kayak around into the lock.

Nine is the only lock with its own set of ropes along the wall in the lock. You just hold on, and let your hand slide down as the water lowers. He made some conversation about the trip as I dropped lower, and in 10 minutes, I was on my way. The water was calm coming out through the gate, and I had successfully been locked through! I’d reached the lock just before noon, and reached Orr’s camp about 2. I quickly unloaded anything that might need drying, as the sun looked it might be behind the hill above the river valley by shortly after 3.

I found the sun porch to be unlocked, and decided it would be a good place to look at the river from while I cooked and ate dinner. I emptied a lot of the Ziplocs, hoping to improve the condition of some gear by drying out some condensation. Laying out the stuff on the sun porch meant it could dry all night. After dinner, I decided to go down to the dock, and try my luck. Bev had also brought canned corn, as Dick Orr had advised me it was bait of choice through that stretch of river.

Dick is a relative, probably some form of cousin, from my paternal grandmother, whose ownership of the camp had been related to me by my Aunt Ann Mumper, the family matriarch. When I contacted him, he was quick to offer the use of the camp, and after I had made a trip to see it and the land around it, I figured the flat grassy plateau just up from the water would do fine. Originally, the camp was a place I had planned to lay over a day, but after a final conversation with William Heyer, I found I couldn’t navigate locks 8 through 5 in one day, so I had to give it up to split the locks into a two day thing.

I was really relaxed, sitting on that dock, radio gently playing, Gatorade in the drink holder. Dick had told me to chum a couple handfuls of corn into the water about an hour before I wanted to fish. I’d done so, and was thinking I might get lucky. I’d been sitting there about 20 minutes, when I heard a car pull in, and then Dick’s voice calling to me from up at the camp. I stuck the rod in the drink holder, and went up to greet me latest host. Dick had brought some dinner along, and never having been one to turn down food, I joined him at the picnic table. River talk controlled the conversation, mixed in with some Orr family chat left over from the family reunion the month before.

He opened the camp for me, and I walked inside to find it had everything any camper could ask for. Running water, stove, lights, beds, and yes, believe it or not, in the middle of the living room, a bumper pool table. I told him I was going down to put the cockpit cover on the kayak, and put the fishing gear away for the night. The rod was lying on the dock, and when I started reeling in, I saw a flash in the water. I yelled for Dick, and he became my sole witness to the fact a two foot catfish had managed to hook himself. I brought him in, but I’d eaten twice in the last 2 hours, and it was dark, so I set him free.

Dick and I said goodbye, and I asked him to convey thanks to his wife Sara, and to say Hello to the boys, Ricky & Jimmy, all of whom I was looking forward to seeing, but school got in the way. I went inside, and it struck me that I had a lot of smaller loose items I hadn’t used much or at all. I laid everything out on the table, and found I could bag up 70% of it, to shove back under the hatch in the back of the boat. It also meant I had a lot less to go through when looking for the things I DID need. I settled for a sponge bath, as it was a lot more appealing than tramping down to the river in the dark. Into bed, and the radio helped me get to sleep in no time.

Eleventh Installment: Rick Barkley kayaked the Allegheny River from it's beginning near Gold, PA to it's end at Pittsburgh this summer. Solomon's words chronicled that trip from Rick's brief reports from the river. This is Rick's in depth journal of this adventure of a lifetime, presented in installments, as it is quite lengthy. I think you will find it very interesting. Editor.

Friday, November 23, 2007

200,000 Somalians Displaced In Last 2 Weeks

Prayer for Somalia

Posted November 23, 2007 | 05:24 PM (EST)

stumbleupon :Prayer for Somalia digg: Prayer for Somalia From The Huffington Post

While Americans are celebrating the holidays in a land of plenty, we're reminded of those who live in places where food they need merely to survive is unavailable to them

This letter is what you might think of as a "Prayer Alert." Tens of thousands of Somalians, victims seeking refuge from the cruel and bitter fighting there, now suffer the unimaginable suffering of starvation.

Their humanitarian crisis is exacerbated by the fact that, given the violence in the region, no aid organization can safely make it through with food for them. All the world can do is bear witness to the agony of these people. And pray.

For those of us who believe, as it is written in A Course in Miracles, that "prayer is the medium of miracles," I ask you to join with me in praying for the suffering, starving refugees of Somalia. May there be a miracle somehow, that food might make its way to them. May the God who parted the waters of the Red Sea now part the waters for them.

Dear God,
Please help the people of Somalia
and elsewhere
who do not have food,
who watch their children starve,
who face the agony of unimaginable
and unnecessary suffering.
May miracles light the way
and cast this darkness
from the earth.
May my life be lifted
that I might serve,
that somehow might be of use,
dear God,
to You and to them.

The 200,000 Somalians displaced in the last two weeks join a million previously made homeless by fighting in that African horn nation.

Writer Of Somalian Poem Writes To Editor

Thanks for your article "How the somalians feel about US"

Dear sir,
I am the writer of the poem, Puppet Government punishes poor
civilians by proxy, thanks for selecting my poem to reveal the
reality to the world.
that is exactly what every somali citizen feels about US.

Crime wave is taking place in Somalia. Our poor people are suffering
in the hands of the most powerful country in the world US. Bush is
using somalia's arch-enemy, Ethiopia for carrying out this carnage.

Best regards
Faarah Ali Duurgube

To view the article about Somalia published here on November 13, click on the title of this article.

Taj Mahal Was Listed On E-Bay For $10 Million

In the quest to find out who bought the Taj Mahal in the online public auction recently, Donald Gilliland, Managing Editor of the Potter Leader-Enterprise reported in this week's newspaper that Larry Powell of "Zero To Sell Real Estate" in Los Angeles is representing the winning bidder.

The building was reported to have been relisted on E-Bay recently for $10 million but the listing was withdrawn last week with the explanation that there was an error in the listing.

Powell said he was not allowed to tell who the winning bidder was under order of the bankruptcy court, but that the escrow was to close on December 17 th and that he will be happy to talk then.

Some Deer Season Regulations

Here are a number of the regulations deer hunters must follow during the statewide regular rifle season for antlered and antlerless deer. For more rules, read the Hunting and Trapping Digest that accompanies your hunting license:

• Hunters must wear 250 square inches of flourescent orange material on the head, chest and back combined at all times while afield.

• It is illegal to hunt, chase or disturb deer with a firearm within 150 yards of any occupied building without the occupant’s permission.

• All hunters who harvest a deer must fill out their harvest tag and attach it to the deer’s ear before moving the carcass.

• A harvest report card, provided with every license sold, must be completed and mailed to the Game Commission within 10 days.

• Regulations now make it legal to hunt from one-half hour before sunrise to one-half hour after sunset. The legal hunting hours are listed on page 14 of the 2007-2008 Hunting and Trapping Digest.

• Manually operated centerfire rifles, handguns and shotgunswith an all-lead bullet, ball or slug are legal to hunt deer in the statewide deer seasons.

• Antlered deer must have three or more points on one antler in all Wildlife Management Units, except in WMUS 1A, 1B, 2A, 2B and 2D, where antlered deer must have four or more points to one antler.

• In all WMUs, for junior hunting license holders, mentored youth hunters, disabled persons permit holders and residents serving in active duty in the Armed Forces or Coast Guard, antlered deer that are harvested need only have two or more points to one antler, or one antler three inches or more in length.

• Senior license holders must abide by antler restrictions.

• Any person who by accident or mistake kills any deer must immediately, no later than 12 hours after the kill, deliver the entire carcass, less entrails, to any Game Commission officer in the county in which it was killed and make a written, sworn statement explaining when, where and how the aciddent or mistake occurred.

• Restitution for killing or an attempted killing by accident or mistake is $25 for each deer.
¯ If any Game Commission officer receiving the payment and written statement is not satisfied after further review nad investigation that the accidental killing or attempted killing was caused by negligence or carelessness, or if the person fails to pay restitution within 10 days, that person will be prosecuted for the unlawful killing or attempted killing of game or wildlife. If convicted, that person would be subject to a minimum fine of $100 per deer and license revocation.

¯ Antlerless licenses are valid only for the Wildlife Management Unit they are issued.

¯ If the deer you harvest is wearing a radio collar or ear tags, contact the Game Commission Regional office in that area. A deer research team member will contact you to ask for information that is being sought about the deer.

Information from the Williamsport Sun-Gazette.

Deer Season Starts Monday


Thousands of hunters will flood the woods on Nov. 26 when the general firearms season for white-tailed deer — antlered or antlerless — begins statewide in earnest.

The two-week rifle deer season will open the Monday after Thanksgiving and will run through Dec. 8, during which hunters may harvest either an antlered deer or an antlerless deer — provided they have the required antlerless permits or Deer Management Assistance Coupons, which are legal only on a specified property.

The regular season usually leads to a havest of 250,000 deer each year.

“Preparing for deer season is a priority for most hunters as soon as the turkey is cleared off the table on Thanksgiving Day,” Game Commission executive director Carl G. Roe said. “Anticipation, reviewing scouting and ensuring all the equipment is ready makes the preparation a weekend-long endeavor that doesn’t end until they (hunters) head afield on opening day.”

The tradition, he said, of deer hunting has been handed down through generations of Pennsylvania sportsmen and women and is a time-proven way to manage the deer herd, a renewable resource.

The season, he said, generates many days of outdoor recreation, puts millions of pounds of venison on the table and limits deer damage to crops, forests and vehicles by reducing the deer population.

Minor Injuries In Route 6 Crash

WESB News: 11/23/07 - Two Hurt in Liberty Township Crash

Two people suffered minor injuries in an accident at 7:15 Friday morning on Route 6 near Freer Hollow in Liberty Township.

Police say an SUV driven by 26-year-old Sherry Jordan of Port Allegany went out of control, traveled off the road and rolled over.

Jordan was taken to Charles Cole Memorial Hospital in Coudersport. Her passenger, 25-year-old Justin Stuck of Smethport refused treatment.

Fire Marshall To Check Galeton Blaze

By George Osgood,
Wellsboro Bureau,Star Gazette

GALETON -- A state police fire marshal will try to determine the cause of a blaze that destroyed two homes here Thursday morning.

More than 70 firefighters from departments in Galeton, Coudersport, Wellsboro Germania and Clymer Township in more than a dozen fire vehicles turned out for the 8:21 alarm.

There were no injuries, Galeton Fire Chief Tim Martin said. The homes are at 90 and 92 Lower Germania St.

"The primary fire scene, at 92, was heavily involved in flames when we arrived," Martin said.

"There was also heavy fire on the west side of the building at 90."

Firefighters used water from tankers to fight the blaze initially, then drew water from nearby Pine Creek, he said.

The fire appeared to have started inside the rear of 92 Lower Germania, Martin said. No cause was readily apparent.

Amanda Brown and her children lived at 92, and Frank Hitzel of Galeton owned the rental property.

The building at 90 Lower Germania was a seasonal home, Martin said, and no direct ownership had been established Thursday morning.

"Neighbors are checking on that for us," Martin said.

Firefighters were trying to gather insurance information on the three-story, wood-frame homes near the west end of Germania Street.

Firefighters reported the fire was out at 11:30 a.m.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Ulysses Woman Charged With Forgery

ULYSSES, Pa. -- A woman accused ot stealing checks over a two-month period used them to buy about $300 worth of groceries from two stores, state police announced this morning.

Wendy L. Robinson, 27, of Telescope Road in Ulysses, was charged Wednesday with two counts of forgery, three counts of theft by unlawful taking and one count of unsworn falsification after police said she stole a book of checks and used them between August and October.

Robinson passed the checks at Foodland in Galeton and Kosa's Kountry Market in Ulysses, police said.

Updates from Star Gazette

Two Houses Destroyed In Galeton Blaze

GALETON – A fire that broke out shortly after 8 a.m. today destroyed two homes along Lower Germania Street.

Fire departments from Galeton, Coudersport, Wellsboro, Clymer Township and Germania responded to the 8:21 a.m. alarm and discovered both properties well-involved in flames, emergency workers said. Roulette firemen were on standby at Coudersport.

Firefighters reported the fire out at 11:30. Firefighters remained on the scene for cleanup this afternoon. Update from Star Gazette.

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Shinglehouse Students Sing In Philadelphia Today

The Sound Waves choral group from Oswayo Valley School District, led by Beth Lewis, traveled to Philadelphia to participate in the city's Boscov's Thanksgiving Day parade.

The students sang on the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art to kick off the parade.

Their opening number was a rendition of "Jingle Bell Rock,"

While the students did not actually march in the parade, they finished the parade events with the song "I'll be Home for Christmas."

The group left the school Wednesday morning and will come back late Thursday.

Their visit to Philadelphia also included touring the Philadelphia Museum of Art and the Liberty Bell.

The trip was paid for by an anonymous donor through the Oswayo Valley Education Fund. The school was invited to participate in the Thanksgiving Day activities.

Students attending the trip include: Megan Andrews, Jeremy Barney, Sky Barney, Alexander Bernard, Haley Black, Dakota Caskey, Anthony Dietze, Dylan George, Brian Gilroy, Miah Graham, Devin Hathaway, Hope Howard, Kayla Keech, Tye Learn, Dominick Mascho, Jared Maxson, Sara McGee, Amber Mertsock, Ciarra Mix, Vitella Moyer, Sadee Norton, Virginia Olds, Katelyn Payne, Felicia Pearson, Kelsie Pease, Celena Perkins, Malissa Perkins, Ashley Rinamon, Brianna Siebert, Dalton Siebert, Haley Warnick, Jillian Wichert and Cheyenne Wilson.

House Fire In Galeton

Several area fire departments have been dispatched to a house fire on Germania Street in Galeton as of 8:30 am this Thanksgiving day.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Rick Barkley's Journal--Kayaking The Allegheny- Part 10

Day 14: Real Coffee

I was still mad at myself for losing use of the phone, and imagined how Bev must be feeling, wondering how I was doing. Not only that, I wasn’t getting much information to Dave, and the blog had to look pretty thin. I gave it an “Oh, well”, and moved on.

I’d spoken to a couple locals the day before, and they told me there was a gas station up the street about 20 minutes where I could get coffee in the morning. As usual, the fog was heavy, so I felt I could treat myself during the spare time. I walked less than 20 minutes up along the river, after the Rails to Trails went from a paved path to gravel, and the bike route shifted to a parallel street. I found a shop called “Spill the Beans”, a real coffee shop, complete with pastries, one of my big weaknesses, and I was soon strolling back down the street with a nice big cup of good coffee, and a cinnamon roll.

I paddled away at 8:45, reaching Franklin at noon. I pulled in just under the Route 322 bridge, on the west bank, to see if Weigel’s Boats, who had kayaks, canoes, boats, motors, and all kinds of water-related equipment, might have some night crawlers, or know if there was a place nearby that might sell them. They had bad news and good news: the nearest place to buy worms was about a three mile walk, but one of the guys there let me use his cell phone to call Bev.

I moved on downriver, figuring on camping at the Belmar Bridge, about 5 miles south of Franklin. I was now in the area where I’d camped many times over the last thirty years, at several spots and islands. I passed the island where I’d spent a couple weekends in the last 10 years, but knowing I was going to have visitors Saturday, I had to keep on going. Shortly thereafter, I saw the camping area that sits just below the end of Astral Road, where folks coming by car would reach the river, and found it to be in great shape, and with the river so low, the muddy bank was replaced by a level stony shallows.

I made the executive decision to camp there, meaning a much shorter walk for the angels scheduled to meet me the next day. I ran the clothesline, and tried to get as much stuff dry as possible, knowing I could pack away some things for the 2 day stay, and we were supposed to get rain that night. I ate early, so I could work on gear in case the rain came early. A rather startling discovery was made, as I put up the tent. The back right corner of the bottom, right where the strap meets the shell, had a hole in it about the size of a 50 cent piece, or a nice sized snake. I didn’t want to think about that all night, but I had given the duct tape back to Bev after switching kayaks outside of Coudersport, leaving me little to work with. Four Band-Aids got the hole closed, and I figured I’d be all right, if the intruder didn’t push hard.

The rain did come early, and I was holed up before dark in the tent. No rain came in the hole, nor did anything else, and day 15 dawned misty but clear. I’d managed a bath the night before, and had left the towel and washcloth on the clothesline. They would need some more drying time.

Saw a couple more interesting things in the morning, as I had oatmeal outside the tent. I watched a fox squirrel, the first I’d seen in more than 20 years, moving around in a large maple about 40 yards away. A few minutes later, as I closed my eyes to listen to the woods, a groundhog popped up within 15 yards to munch on some wildflowers. When I opened my eyes, he had his back turned and was chowing down, but when I tried to move my arms to get to the camera, he saw me, and beat feet into the brush.

I spent a lot of the morning walking up and back the Rails to Trails path, stretching my legs, and just loosening up in general. There had been a great spot to walk down over a steep bank, and fish off a large flat rock about 15 years ago, so I took a walk up to see what it looked like now. Apparently, storms had blown trees down over it, as I couldn’t see it clearly enough to say that was it, even thought I knew exactly where to break down off the trail toward the water. I knew Bev and Becky Simpson would come bearing night crawlers, so I was a little disappointed in having lost a good place to relax and maybe do battle with a big ol’ carp or catfish.

I felt I’d be able to hear them coming down over the hill, but somehow they sneaked in, and when I got back down to the campsite, they were already there. I told them we’d have to go up to Cranberry Mall, a few miles away, for duct tape. They deposited their care package at the tent, and we drove out of the valley. I couldn’t pass up the offer of lunch at Bob Evans, and while there, the two of them worked the plan they no doubt had devised on the way out, and they convinced me it wouldn’t be much trouble to all tear down the camp together, and throw the boat on the car, and drive me back to Summerville to spend the afternoon, evening, and night. By three, we were in Summerville, and another unexpected example of Bob & Becky’s unparalleled hospitality was shown Bev and I.

Day 16: Go Steelers!

The rain the night before had the tent soaked, so I hung some things on their clothesline, and laid other stuff in the garage. I got outside at 5:30 a.m. on Day 16, to start packing up what had been drying. By 9, Bev and I thanked our hosts, and headed back to Astral. With the river moving like it was, I felt I could shove off as late as 10, and reach Rockland Station in good time. Waved goodbye to Bev, told her I’d see her in Pittsburgh, and put the kayak in the water. Paddling was without incident, and I found what looked like good camping at about 3:30. The Rails to Trails was running along the river some fifty yards behind me, but it didn’t get much use, and my wooded area, a party spot at some point, had a little smoke still drifting up out of the abandoned fire. An NFL canoe cushion lying nearby made me guess an overnight ‘tailgate’ party had taken place the night before.

I kept an eye on the smoldering wood, but still without a container capable of carrying much water, I settled for some well placed river water from an empty Gatorade bottle, and it was soon out. The first thing I unloaded from the kayak after the tent and tarp was the radio, and I enjoyed the last quarter of the Bills game. I felt bad for the Bills, who got a pretty good pounding, but I was definitely in Steeler Country, so I knew no one else was going to feel too bad for them.

I had worms, but the water was too shallow, so I tried to keep them cool, hoping for better the next day. Deeper water wasn’t an issue when it came to choosing campground, and it didn’t seem many good camping places were near deeper water. It was also still true that the majority of the river was less then two feet deep, making those deeper pools rare. One thing that has intrigued me all along the river, is that of the hundreds of camps I’d already seen, virtually all of them were deserted. I knew it wouldn’t be like summer, being after Labor Day, but I had seen probably less than 20 people total, in well over 150 miles of river with camps on it.

Tenth Installment: Rick Barkley kayaked the Allegheny River from it's beginning near Gold, PA to it's end at Pittsburgh this summer. Solomon's words chronicled that trip from Rick's brief reports from the river. This is Rick's in depth journal of this adventure of a lifetime, presented in installments, as it is quite lengthy. I think you will find it very interesting. Editor.

Sheriff Deputies Not Allowed To Investigate Drug Crimes

HARRISBURG, Pa. - Pennsylvania's illegal-drug law does not permit sheriff's deputies to investigate crimes that occur outside their presence, the state Supreme Court said in the latest of a series of rulings delineating their powers.

Previous Supreme Court rulings allowed deputies to make arrests for vehicle violations, to conduct field-sobriety tests and to file charges for driving on a suspended license.

In February 2006, the high court ruled deputies are not investigative or law-enforcement officers and may not perform wiretapping.

PA Supreme Court Favors Game Wardens

HARRISBURG, Pa. - Game wardens may enter posted land to investigate hunting violations, a divided state Supreme Court ruled Tuesday.

Landowners do not have a reasonable expectation of privacy against enforcement of state game law, the court said in a 4-3 decision Tuesday that endorsed the "open fields doctrine" that most other states have in place.

Tracking Travelers

WESB News: 11/21/07 - Tracking Traveling Relatives ...

Just click on the map for the latest flight information around the country. For traveler information on Pennsylvania roads, go to PennDOT's Web site. In New York State, visit NYSDOT

Penn Grade Oil At $93.00 A Barrel Today

News: 11/21/07 - Oil Prices Getting Closer to $100

The price of oil is back up on the New York Mercantile Exchange – and it's inching back up in Bradford, too. The price American Refining Group is paying for a barrel of Penn Grade crude oil is 93 dollars.

That's up 3 dollars and 50 cents from yesterday, and is the highest price ever paid by ARG. The previous high price was $91.25.

Judge Turns Down New Trial For Rigases

Reuters News Service reports that U.S. District Judge Leonard Sand on Tuesday denied a request on Tuesday by Adelphia Communications Corp founder John Rigas and his son Timothy for a new trial.

In his 11 page opinion, the judge rejected the defense attorney’s assertion that "the government's central witness gave perjured testimony, without which the Rigases likely would not have been convicted."

The judge said "we conclude that in the context of the entire trial and considering the challenged testimony in its entirety ... the jury's verdict would not have been different had it considered the allegedly conflicting testimony.

The Rigases were found guilty in July 2004. John Rigas was sentenced in June 2005 to 15 years in prison, while Timothy Rigas, the company's former finance chief, was sentenced to 20 years. They began serving their prison terms this summer. Via WFRM News.

Windber Man Charged In False Report

A downstate man is being charged in Potter County with making false reports to law enforcement authorities.

State police claim 31 year old Dennis Gephart of Windber reported that his vehicle had been stolen from the parking lot at the Permastone Inn, Route 6 Galeton Monday night.

But authorities say their investigation revealed that Gephart was driving the unit when it crashed Sunday night on Route 144 in Renovo and that Gephart left the scene of the crash to return to his Potter County camp and called police. /from WFRM

1,000 Bears Taken Monday

Pennsylvania Game Commission officials reports that hunters started the 2007 black bear season by taking a preliminary harvest of slightly more than 1,000 black bears in 49 counties on Monday.

Game Commission employees processed 1,005 bears at the agency's check stations on the opening day of the three-day statewide bear season.

The 2007 first-day preliminary harvest compares with 1,461 in 2006; 2,026 in 2005; 1,573 in 2004; 1,454 in 2003; and 1,348 in 2002.

The top 10 bears processed at check stations on Monday all had estimated live weights that exceeded 500 pounds. Rodney Howard, of Port Allegany, harvested the largest bear, which was a male that weighed in at 712-pound (estimated live weight). The bear was taken in Roulette Township, Potter County, at 2:30 p.m. on Nov. 19.

The top bear harvest county in the state after the first day of season was Clinton with 78 (123 in 2006), followed by Tioga, 63 (83); Cameron, 57 (38); Somerset, 56 (67) and Lycoming, 54 (107) and Potter, 54 (95).

The state’s two-week concurrent deer season starts Monday. /from WFRM

Area Obituaries

PORT ALLEGANY — Luella E. Baker, 100, of New Berlin, N.Y., formerly of Port Allegany, died Tuesday (Nov. 20, 2007) in the Chase Memorial Nursing Home, New Berlin. The Switzer Funeral Home is in charge of arrangements.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Possible Thunderstorms Wednesday

Weather forecasts for Wednesday are calling for a high 57 degrees and the possibility of thunderstorms in the afternoon, with snow on Thanksgiving day.

Crackdown On E-Bay Stores In PA

A couple of people in Harrisburg, perhaps trying to justify high salaried political patronage jobs, are cracking down on eBay consignment stores.

If a business sell things for other people on eBay on consignment for a fee, they must have a Pennsylvania auctioneer license.

The State Board of Auctioneer Examiners has begun notifying offenders of their hearing dates. The fine for not having an auctioneer license is $1,000.

From Erie Blogs

Leaf Pickup Ends Wednesday In Coudy

Coudersport Borough announces a change regarding leaf pick-up. Leaves will be picked up through noon Wednesday. After that, the leaf unit will be dismantled and put into storage.

However, residents who have not completed raking leaves can bag them and put them at curbside. Call the Borough office next week at 274-9776 to arrange pick up.


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Roulette Will Flush Tonight At 10

The Roulette Township supervisors announced this afternoon that the new well and tank at the head of Laninger Creek have officially been put into use and are now an integral part of the drinking water system.

As a result, the Township will be flushing water lines tonight beginning at 10:00p.m.

The flushing is expected to be completed by 5:00 a.m. Wednesday.

Some residents may see a loss of drop in water pressure during the process.

Officials apologize for the short notice but say the line flushing is long overdue and needs to be done while temperatures are above freezing.

Car Wash Thieves Caught Red-Handed

A couple of suspected thieves were allegedly caught “red-handed” Saturday night in Ulysses.

State police claim 20 year old Jerry Stoltzfuz of Whitesville and 35 year old Richard Davis, Jr. of Knoxville forced their way into a secured area at Hamilton’s Car Wash and Laundromat on North Street.

Stoltzfus allegedly kept watch outside while Davis tried to break open a coin machine. Owner Henry Hamilton arrived on the scene while the pair was attempting to break the machine. Davis grabbed the VHS surveillance tape out of the VCR located inside the building and fled on foot.

Hamilton held Stoltzfus until state police arrived. Davis was later located at his home.

Both were arraigned before District Judge Delores Bristol pending further legal action.

From WFRM News.

PA Senate May Be Sued Over Prayer

WESB News: 11/20/07 - Group Says PA Senate Can't Pray

The group Americans United for Separation of Church and State may sue the Pennsylvania State Senate because the lawmakers pray before their sessions.

Senate President Pro Tem Joe Scarnati says he's disappointed and appalled that an anti-religious group from Washington would challenge him and the senate over beginning their session days with a prayer.

Scarnati says he will battle to protect the right of prayer as an integral part of senate proceedings.

To see Scarnati's news release and the letter from Americans United for Separation of Church and State, click HERE

Rod Howard Gets Biggest Bear

WESB News: 11/20/07 - Port Allegany Man Harvests Biggest Bear

The 712-pound bear we told you about Monday has turned out to be the largest bear taken in Monday's first-day harvest.

Rodney Howard of Port Allegany got the bear at 2:30 in Roulette Township in Potter County. Other large bears included: a 617-pound male taken by Thomas Oliver, of Palmyra in Tioga County; a 587-pound male taken by Randall Lockwood, of Brookville in Jefferson County; and a 575-pound male taken by Justin Miller in Tioga County.

Game Commission Bear Biologist Mark Ternent says the first day harvest was down by about 30 percent from recent years. He says wet snow and a spotty acorn crop played a role in the availability of bears and the success of hunters.

For more information, visit the PA Game Commission Web site

Man Shoots Wife, Stands Off Police

From the Elmira Star gazette

A Woodhull man is in the Steuben County Jail after shooting his wife Monday night and a four-hour standoff with police.

Steven J. Vanzile, 48, was arraigned in the Village of Bath Justice Court on one count of first-degree assault, a class B felony.

Steuben County Sheriff's deputies responded at 7:20 p.m. Monday to a call for service at the Vanzile home on Mead Road in Woodhull. Upon arriving, deputies and New York State Troopers saw Vanzile's wife, Faylyn, running from the house toward their vehicles. Steven Vanzile then shot a long gun in the direction of officers and his wife, the Sheriff's Department says.

Faylyn Vanzile was shot in the upper torso and evacuated from the scene.

Steven Vanzile retreated back into his house, beginning a four-hour standoff with the deputies, who activated the Critical Incident Response Team. Vanzile surrendered to authorities without incident at approximately 11:45 p.m.

Faylyn Vanzile is being treated at Arnot Ogden Medical Center and is in serious condition.

The Steuben County Sheriff's Office was assisted at the scene by the New York State Police, the New York State Department of Environmental Conservation, the Addison Police Department, Advanced Life Support, the Woodhull Fire Department and the Steuben County District Attorney's Office.

The investigation is ongoing.

Roulette Hunter Gets 712 Pound Bear

According to an article in today's Bradford Era, the largest bear checked in at the Mt. Jewett check- in station was taken by a hunter from Roulette (Potter County). The article did not list the hunter's name.

The bear’s live weight was 712 pounds (603 pounds field dressed).

In Lycoming County the top bear was 326 pounds,
another bear was brought in at the Antes Fort Volunteer Fire Co. check station that was heavier, at 414 pounds dressed and estimated at 489 pounds live weight, but that male bear was taken in Northumberland County.

Along with those bears, a 357-pound dressed adult male bear was reported to have been taken in Tioga County.

Monday, November 19, 2007

DUI Crash Near Northwoods Friday

A Coudersport woman is being charged with DUI for a collision taking place Friday night on Route 6 near the Northwoods Tavern west of Coudersport.

State police say that Becky Sue Olson turned her westbound Chevy Lumina into the bar’s parking lot in front of an eastbound Jeep Grand Cherokee driven by Emily Shaffer of Creekside, PA.

When police investigated, they determined Olson was driving under the influence of alcohol.

Neither driver was hurt. FRom WFRM

Deer Hit West Of Coudersport

A Galeton driver escaped injury in a car/deer collision.

Troopers said Beverly Brown was traveling east on Route 6, west of Coudersport when the whitetail bounded onto the road into path Wednesday evening.

Brown’s Ford Ranger had to be towed from the scene.

Genesee Man Disorderly

Dustin Kio, 21, of Genesee, is being charged with disorderly conduct for an incident allegedly taking place Friday evening on the Grover Hollow Road in Genesee Township.

State police say they were called to that location because Kio had broken a table and was “being wild.”

When police arrived, Kio allegedly threatened to commit suicide and fired one shotgun round into the air. He subsequently cooperated with authorities and volunteered for treatment at Charles Cole Hospital.

State police were assisted at the scene by Mental Health Crisis Worker Mark Benson, Genesee ambulance and Medic 6. FRom WFRM

Burglars At Shinglehouse Grocery

Early Saturday morning, thieves pried open a side door at the Shinglehouse IGA and made off with 36 cartons of Marlboro cigarettes valued at $1500 and $50 in rolled and loose change while causing another $50 in damage. Troopers are investigating. FRom WFRM

Bear Season Opens

Pennsylvania’s three-day regular black bear season opened this morning and the Game Commission is hoping for a harvest of at least 2000 bruins. Pennsylvania’s black bear population is currently estimated to be about 15,000. The largest bear killed last year was a 693 pounder taken in Potter County’s West Branch Township on opening day by John Eppinette of Adamstown, PA From WFRM

Middlebury Center Shooter Gets 15 to 30 Years

By George Osgood
Star Gazette Wellsboro Bureau

WELLSBORO – A Corning man this morning admitted shooting three people inside a Middlebury Township mobile home last winter and was sentenced to a long state prison term.

Gerald A. Morrow, 31, of Third Street was sentenced today to 15 to 30 years in state prison after a plea agreement in Tioga County’s Court of Common Pleas. Morrow had been scheduled for trial early next month.

He admitted shooting and gravely injuring his wife, Darlene Morrow, 30, of the same address, Frederick Douglas, 30, and his wife Rebecca Douglas on Feb. 2 in their mobile home at 123 Southard Road, about 10 miles northwest of Wellsboro.

Gerald and Darlene Morrow had argued on the night of Feb. 1and Darlene left and went to the Douglases mobile home. Hours later, Morrow followed. He argued again with Darlene and fired a slug from a 20-gauge shotgun that struck Darlene on the lower leg, ultimately resulting in amputation below the knee.

He reloaded and fired a second round that struck Frederick Douglas in the back, passed through him and struck Rebecca Douglas on the buttocks, gravely injuring both.

Morrow left and Frederick Douglas summoned help.

In court this morning, wearing a bright orange Tioga County Prison jumpsuit, Morrow talked animatedly with Public Defender William A. Coolidge Jr. But he broke down when he addressed the court.

“I’m very sorry for what I have done,” he said. “I’m sorry for the pain I have caused my family and other families. That’s all.”

Area Obituaries

SMETHPORT — The Rev. Ivan L. Bickford, 85, of Smethport, died Saturday (Nov. 17, 2007) in Sena-Kean Manor. Arrangements are under the direction of the Hartle-Tarbox Funeral Homes Inc., Smethport.

SHINGLEHOUSE — Ross S. Gardner, 66, of Lewisberry, died Saturday (Nov. 17, 2007) at Charles Cole Memorial Hospital in Coudersport following an apparent heart attack while hunting. The Virgil L. Howard Funeral Home in Shinglehouse is in charge of arrangements.

Vandals Glue Church Locks In Philly

PHILADELPHIA -- You could call it a stick-up of a different kind.

Vandals put glue in the locks of several churches in Philadelphia's Tacony and Mayfair sections, making it difficult for parishioners to get inside for Sunday services. At least eight churches of various denominations were targeted on and near Tyson Avenue.

Pastor Dominic Puglia's church, The First Christian Pentecostal Church is located on Tyson Avenue and Van Dyke in the Mayfair section of Philadelphia.

Pastor Dominic said "They glued both locks on our church." He managed to break one of them free of the glue and they had to break the other lock to get it open.

He said " I spent most of the day today replacing the broken lock." "I don't think it was kids because they did it over a really great distance." "Another church in our neighborhood had eight locks glued shut."

Pastor Dominic is a frequent visitor at the Coudersport Gospel Tabernacle and his son, Jonathon is a student at the Gospel Tabernacle Bible School.

Pastor David Minor Sr. shown with Pastor Dominic Puglia of Philadelphia.

In some cases, the vandals broke off keys inside locks. Worshipers at one church used a drill to get their doors open. At another church, a member brought a blowtorch from home.

Pastor Arthur Johnson says his Tacony Baptist Church was among those affected. He calls it "really comical." He says the "devil is trying to tell us we are doing something right for the Lord."

Lt. Frank Vanore says police are investigating. No arrests have been made.

Hunters Die From Heart Attacks

WESB News: 11/19/07 - Local Hunters Die of Heart Attacks

Two area men died as a result of apparent heart attacks during the first weekend of deer hunting in New York State.

56-year-old Chester Yates of Olean was found near Steam Valley Road near Westons Mills Sunday morning.

66-year-old Ross Gardner of Lewisberry died Saturday at Charles Cole Memorial Hospital in Coudersport, after suffering an apparent heart attack while hunting.

Two 72-year-old Orchard Park men also died in separate locations while hunting in Allegany County over the weekend. The causes of their deaths has not been released yet.

Shots Fired, 4 Police Cars Crashed, Robber Caught

By JOHN ANDERSON and OAK DUKE/Wellsville Daily Reporter
Published: Monday, November 19, 2007 2:31 PM CST

WELLSVILLE — A Scio man, Gene Fanton, 52, who allegedly robbed the Rite Aid on State Route 417 in Wellsville, fired shots at police and was shot at, is at the Wellsville Jail in the police department this afternoon.

The alleged armed robber was surrounded and trapped in a van off the Bolivar Road at 9:45 a.m. Monday morning.

Allegany County Sheriff Deputy Kevin Ross took his county car and rammed it head-on, into the suspect and the van, bringing the dangerous incident to a quick resolution.

Ross was taken to the hospital for observation. The suspect was cuffed. A Bolivar Police car and three Allegany County Sheriff cars were also severely damaged in the escape attempt.

The complete story on this robbery and capture is on the Wellsville Daily Reporter link on the lower right of this page. Fanton is charged with attempted murder. His father says prescription drugs are the cause of his son's actions.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Money Stolen In Roulette

WESB News: 11/18/07 - Money Stolen from Car Parked in Driveway

About $400.00 in currency was stolen from a purse left inside an unlocked vehicle.

Shari Haskins of Roulette reported the loss to Coudersport – Based PSP. Her vehicle was parked in her driveway at her Roulette residence.

2 Accidents In Potter County

WESB News: 11/18/07 - 2 Injuries Result From Separate Accidents in Potter County
PSP in Coudersport reported a one car accident in Potter Conty sent a Galeton man to the hospital for treatment of his injuries. Gary Ruef Sr was traveling on Phoenix Run Road , responding to a report of a brush fire, when he struck a deer. Ruef then hit a guide rail. The extent of his unjuries is unknown.

Another accident in Potter County sent a Roulette woman to the hospital for treatment of her injuries. Jessica Wiley was operating her van on Fishing Creek road in Roulette Twp when she lost control on a curve due to slippery conditions. Her van struck a utility pole. She was transported to Charles Cole Memorial Hospital.

Rick Barkley's Journal--Kayaking The Allegheny-Part 9

Day 12: Classic Allegheny

I packed up and loaded the boat, but had a little time while the fog burned off. I had been further blessed, with the loan of a couple drybags, making for an easier pack, and a guarantee against the loss of more food and gear. Here’s something to remember about Piper; she plays dirty, and she gets even. I won the steak battle, but as I was saying goodbye, she knew just how to word a last request. “I know you don’t have room for one more thing”, she said, “but I’m hoping you’ll find room for this”, and she handed me her St. Christopher medal. “I take it everywhere I go, but I want you to take it for the rest of the trip”, she finished, and I would have argued with her, but my throat wouldn’t let me speak.

As I turned away, so as to try to swallow the feeling welling up inside me, I thanked her for making me cry, and put the medal safely in a zipper pocket of my pants. Hugs all around, and I waded in to shove off. I’d gotten pretty good at not having to go in too far, and then wedge my way into deeper water using my ‘stick’, made of a hoe handle. It was my second one, having lost the first somewhere above Salamanca in a portage. I dug a little too deep under the boat, and when I pulled the lever, it snapped. Josh came running, saying he heard the snap, and thought I broke a paddle blade. I showed him the broken stick, and said I’d find or make one on down the way.

This is also the part of the river that moves the best, and I covered the 19 miles to Tionesta in 4 hours. I pulled in at Eagle Rock not really knowing what to expect. I’d spoken to the owner, Paula Cook, months ago, and she had offered me a room for the night. I declined, saying a camping spot would be enough. That was then. After the Day 6 debacle, the rule was out the window, and with a forecast low of 38°, I thought if she renewed her offer, I’d accept. I found Paula at the office of the multi-faceted business, a canoe livery, campground, and motel. She was kind enough to renew the offer, and I soon found myself carrying gear up over the hill, to room 9. It was a double, and I loved it! Real knotty pine paneling, great TV, good bed and shower (4 pillows per bed!), and if you were of a mind, a short walk from Subway. I had a half for lunch, checked the weather, and then the insides of my eyelids. Cooked dinner outside, and chatted with a lady whose husband was joining her for an overnight paddle from the Dam down to this area.

Appearing to be in their 70s, they had beautiful new kayaks, with spotless white undersides, and I couldn’t help imagining what those boats would look like after the first couple days of my trip.

The man told me they were from Coudersport, and I was the talk of the county, due to Don’s story in the Leader-Enterprise. I wondered how many of them were saying, “dumbest guy I ever heard of”. Don’s story did provide one tidbit of information that gave me added incentive. He’d done some checking about two fellows from the Coudersport area, who’d done something similar to my project, but on a grander scale. Walter Peasley and Steve McElwee had canoed all the way to New Orleans years ago. They had done all the Allegheny, but they just walked the first 14 miles, without a boat, and then put in their canoes in the city. That made my effort the first ever all by boat.

No doubt I had walked the majority of the 14 miles also, but with the Nashua and Murlene in tow, those 14 miles made the difference to me. That and a dollar will get you a cup of coffee, but it’s something I can keep in my heart and mind as an accomplishment no one can take away.

After a good night’s sleep, and adorning the porch area of the motel with my wet gear, I was up in the morning of Day 13, made some oatmeal, and packed up for the day’s paddle. I had to wait until almost 9 for the fog to lift, but I got to wish the couple in the next room well, as they took off for the Dam. I thanked Paula and Mark for their generous hospitality, and remember thinking how I bet Bev would love the cozy room, and was looking forward to a fall trip down through here. Paula had advised me the day before, that it might take me a chunk of the day to get to Walnut Bend, but amended it after talking to Mark. She told me with the water zooming relatively, I might only need about three hours to reach it. Their advice proved to be correct, and I decided to push on to Oil City, to see if good camping could be found. In the back of my mind, I knew I could put in a long day, and reach known ground below Franklin if necessary. Along the way, I passed through Hunter Station, which has a nice looking golf course right beside the river. I’d been told shortly before the trip, that a couple of members of our church, Gerry and Emily Willman, would be playing the day I was scheduled to go through. I passed the course a little after 10, and I looked for them, but couldn’t find them. It was my fault, and they saw me. They waved from the 11th tee, but I missed out on a cool moment.

I got into Oil City mid-afternoon, but a missed assumption of the rapids there under the downtown bridge led to a fun ride. I’d seen the rapids not long before, on a recon trip, and there was nothing to even consider. They were little more than a trickle, and instead of needing to stay under the right hand span of the three to avoid them, you could come right down the center, step out, and lead your kayak around the rocky part with ease.

I’d forgotten about the rain that was still feeding into the river, and was whistling a different tune, as I came into the center span area. I got pulled into the rapids sideways, and got a little exercise as I fought to stay upright, while bouncing off the rocks, and whacking the gear on the front of the hull, to keep it from sliding into the water. I finally rammed the nose into some rocks on purpose, just to get stopped. I jumped out, and staggered over and through knee-deep water and rocks, to get to where I could pull the kayak to a stop, rearrange the gear which was ready to fall into the rapids, and lead the Murlene through shallows to the deeper water on down.

Back in the boat, I moved through the city, and at the lower end, found a really nice park sitting between the river and the Rails to Trails. Picnic table, trash can, shade, sun, mowed grass, and the look of a place safe to set up camp, made my landing there about 4 p.m. one of relief. Once the clothesline was up and lined with wet gear, dinner was next, and total relaxation accompanied by the weather station on the radio soon followed. I saw something quite interesting on the river after I got settled. An enterprising fellow had fashioned a replica wooden barge, no doubt something used in days gone by to travel the river, before there were cars. He’d gone the extra mile to make it look authentic, and though underneath a motor powered it, the folks he charged for rides seemed to enjoy it greatly. I spoke with him for a minute as he passed me going upriver, and he said he takes folks up through the rapids, using a pole to navigate, and tells stories of the Oil City history, as they drift back down through the city.

Ninth Installment: Rick Barkley kayaked the Allegheny River from it's beginning near Gold, PA to it's end at Pittsburgh this summer. Solomon's words chronicled that trip from Rick's brief reports from the river. This is Rick's in depth journal of this adventure of a lifetime, presented in installments, as it is quite lengthy. I think you will find it very interesting. Editor.

33 Elk Killed In November In PA

State reports elk kill numbers

The Pennsylvania Game Commission says 40 licensed hunters killed 33 elk in the November season that ended Nov. 10, and two hunters killed elk in the September season.

Dennis Henry of Greensburg shot the largest bull elk at 792 pounds on Nov. 6 in Clearfield County.

Robert Domachowski of Butler shot the largest antlerless elk at 590 pounds on Nov. 7 in Elk County.

The Game Commission says 14 were antlered and 21 were antlerless in the two hunts. Last year, 40 licensees shot 14 antlered and 19 antlerless elk.

Before resuming elk hunts in 2001, the last legal elk hunt was held in 1931.

Troopers To Check Safety Seats

State police to check child safety seats

The Pennsylvania State Police at the Mansfield and Coudersport barracks will sponsor child safety seat checks this week.

They will be held:

•From 5 to 8 p.m. Tuesday at the Denton Hill barracks on U.S. Route 6 east of Coudersport.

•From 4 to 7 p.m. Friday at 1745 Valley Road in Richmond Township.

Participants are asked to bring their child safety seat, vehicle manual and child safety seat instructions.

Information: call Mansfield at (570) 662-2151 or Coudersport at (814) 274-8690.