About eighty-percent of the locals turned out to be little kids who liked to run their mouth. Alex’s wardrobe gave them something to talk about. Dave declared a day of rest, but after he saw potential for the perfect lines, he got more footage than anyone else (and also gave the kids something to talk about).
Since we were staying in Dillsburg, home of the Dill pickle, we figured it would be appropriate to take a tour of the factory. Unfortunately, no such thing existed, so instead we did the next best thing: Hershey Park’s “Chocolate Tour”. It was only a 20 minute drive which left room to skate Mop Top, Harrisburg’s hot spot, and return in time for another back porch parade.
Until we can think of a name for our trip down to Tennessee, here’s part one. This footage includes the first day and a half at our first stop: cousin Tim’s house, Dillsburg, PA.