

My first stop was the Delaware Water Gap, where the Delaware River cuts a dramatic pathway through the Kittatinny Mountains. I packed my hiking boots, a good book, and a thirst for exploration.Īs I ventured into the great unknown, little did I know that my journey would transform into a love letter to Pennsylvania’s state parks, etching unforgettable memories into the canvas of my life.

My journey started on a whim, a spur-of-the-moment decision to ditch the city life, a retreat from the labyrinth of skyscrapers and the incessant buzz of traffic in Philadelphia. Still, few sights take my breath away quite like the Pennsylvania State Parks in the early dawn or late dusk. The sweeping landscapes of the west often overshadow the often under-appreciated gems tucked away in the northeastern corner of the country, especially my home state of Pennsylvania.

When people think of the United States, they often visualize the grandeur of the Grand Canyon, the majesty of Yellowstone, or the breathtakingly beautiful vistas of the Great Smoky Mountains.
