By Roger Witherspoon Download and/or Print Article The weather forecast called for 60 mile per hour wind gusts, and eight inches of rain. Unfortunately, that really didn’t explain the condition on the ground, on single lane roadways meandering through Pennsylvania’s Pocono Mountain region. It seemed as if the sky had simply opened, dumping its liquid contents on the region in a continuous, eye-blurring splash. The picturesque brooks serenely coursing around the expanse of the