Take a Back Road: Morgantown – Washington – Wheeling

Part I

I admire the Interstate Highway System. I think it is one of the greatest civil engineering feats ever, easily. I believe it is greater than the Grand Coulee Dam or the New River Gorge Bridge, even if we combined their individual impacts on the United States and engineering everywhere (though I strongly suggest everyone visit both of these incredible sights). Despite this, even I will concede that the Interstate Highway System is brutally boring and after a few hours could even be described as torturous. But it’s not meant to entertain users, it’s supposed to do a job, and that job it does very well. That said, on a day off Chris and I went to discover some of America’s history. On a day like this, goal number one is to stay off of the Interstate Highway System, even though it would’ve meant about a 3-hour round trip rather than an entire day’s journey.

We decided on a loop route, taking us from Morgantown, WV to Washington, PA, over to Wheeling, WV and back through Cameron, WV. Establishing the route came as the result of geocaching, pizza, collegiate t-shirts, and our (usual) commitment to never take the same way home. Broadly speaking, this would largely be a tour on US Routes 19, 40, and 250, with some diversions on state routes. The initial goal was to get to Washington, PA. There was a geocache here that was apparently not to be missed.

Shortly after getting onto US Route 19 north, toward Pennsylvania, I began a trend that would last the entire day. I used an application on my phone to pull up geocaches along the way. Our first stop was narrowly in Pennsylvania, just past Mount Morris, at an old brick school house. Like so many historical sites in the region, there is no marker to explain its significance and but luckily it still sits largely as it likely did when children were last dismissed from class, probably around the 1920s when roads were improved enough for a first wave of consolidation, as described on the county's website.

We continued up the road through the borough of Waynesburg, the county seat of Greene County. Waynesburg is probably best known regionally for the university bearing its name in the center of town. It was once a town oriented around natural resource extraction industries and with the development of the Marcellus shale it seems to be reliving some of its historical past. Though a telling way to see how important a place was and is in history is to visit its cemeteries, which also happen to be common hiding places for geocaches. We picked one up in the Oakmont Cemetery. This cemetery was likely established as those hemmed in by buildings downtown filled up and is home to many recent burials. This says that a town is doing alright, for now at least.

A few miles up the road we encountered two trucks hauling large tanks to hold fluid, likely fracking fluid. The loads on these trucks were almost as wide as the entire alignment. We watched in awe as oncoming traffic had to squeeze over on what shoulders were there to pass through. When natural gas proponents praise the shale, they tend to leave out a lot of the logistical challenges faced. One of the most profound issues drilling operations have run into is related to transportation. They’re often using roads not intended for lots of heavy and large equipment. The driving skill of the truckers was impressive, though the frequent stops and the inability to drive much over 25 mph get old, fast. So we swung by one of the stranger sites on this part of US Route 19, a southern themed road house--Rinky Dink's Road House, and picked up a geocache. At this point we were watching the trucks try and make a tight turn while the queue of traffic behind grew and grew. But as with the old school house, roadside attractions like these make the scenic road a constant treat.

Let’s pause the journey here, but the most interesting sights of the day are still to come. We discovered one of North America’s firsts in Washington, PA. We visited the oldest bridge on the National Road in Pennsylvania. And we made it to a certain city in West Virginia with a very unique take on pizza that is worth the drive!

Valentine's Day Gift

I can be tough to please on Valentine's Day, I don’t like chocolate very much nor do I like things that sit on my shelf without serving a purpose, although I do like cards! But this left Chris a little high and dry on our very first Valentine’s Day in 2009. Luckily it was an unseasonably warm day in West Virginia so, rather than celebrate the day with manufactured goods, we were able to make do with an experience. We were headed for the New River Gorge Bridge!

We packed a picnic for the event and headed out on the West Virginia Turnpike! Never being too fond of interstate highways when the goal is pleasure, I escaped at the first opportunity and we found ourselves in Scarbro, WV home of the Whipple Company Store.

Whipple Company Store, 2009

Whipple Company Store, 2009

We didn’t stop in for a tour at the company store, but this was the first coal company store I'd ever seen in my life. Since our drive-by we’ve been told time and time again that the tour is a must. Therefore it is on the list of things to do when we’re in that area (along with the Beckley Exhibition Coal Mine). We accepted the company store as a sign of good fortune and we continued our way toward the bridge. Coming from the south, we had to cross over the bridge before we could get to the visitors center or on Fayette Station Road. It never ceases to amaze me how little you realize is below you when you cross the bridge.

The Canyon Rim Visitor Center sits past the north end of the bridge and for most people the exhibits and vista point can sate their interest in the bridge. But I’m in civil engineering. There is no substitute for taking a closer look. After a quick visit to the exhibits at the visitor’s center, we began our descent on Fayette Station Road, the road that will take you to the bottom of the gorge, the way you had to travel prior to 1977. 

Just a woman and her bridge (New River Gorge Bridge, 2009)

Just a woman and her bridge (New River Gorge Bridge, 2009)

Once at the bottom of the gorge, I parked the car and we made our way through the branches and across the pebbles on the beach to the riverside with our picnic. About 20 feet into the water we spotted a huge boulder and decided it would be the perfect place to eat. So we carefully stepped from stone to stone to get to this large boulder (or little island, depending on how you look at it). The food was delicious, I’m sure of it, but the view was incredible. Perhaps most interesting was seeing this sight through the eyes of a native West Virginian, who had never previously had the opportunity to look at the bridge and the wondrous landscape below it.

Perfect place for a picnic on the New River

Perfect place for a picnic on the New River

Every time you visit a location, you have the opportunity to see it through a different lens. No two visits somewhere are exactly the same. This experience worked out quite well, Chris and I are still together.