I crossed the state line near New Castle almost a week ago. It was a steep drop to this riverside town. The next morning it was quite a climb out as well. That’s how Pennsylvania began and I have a strong suspicion, that’s how it will end. I am now in Allegheny country and it isn’t for weak legs. There is up, down, and little in between. I am now 120 miles into the state and the physical demands have left little time or interest for my blog. My foot pad is pushing off the pavement much harder as I walk up the hills and this impact has the effect of bruising the foot. The sensation is most difficult in the morning when I begin to walk. It takes a good hour to loosen up and get a normal walking rhythm. Before that happens I hobble along like Walter Brennan. But there is good news. I am now within 300 miles of the George Washington Bridge. Can I keep up another 15 days of 20 mile bites? Stay tuned.