I got to Hancock and realized I forgot a hat and gloves. It was WAY colder than I expected (27°). Incredibly, there is a flea market at the midway point, so I bought a child's Oshkosh hat, ski gloves, and a zebra patterned fleece. Jogged south through town and across the bridge to the start at the WV border, and then ran north. I thought the PA border was past the last hill, but it was right at the top.