I was shocked to hear tomorrow is Friday! Unless I look at my itinerary, I do not know what day it is anymore. Vacation is great that way.
As we passed through Ohiopyle today (day 3 for me, day 2 for Deb), Deb decided my idea of adventure and fun was not quite hers for 12 days. So her brother picked her up and I continue on solo. As I had been planning a solo ride for months, Debs decision was not even a speed bump for me. I will miss the company, but I am comfortable on the trail.
As we passed through Ohiopyle today (day 3 for me, day 2 for Deb), Deb decided my idea of adventure and fun was not quite hers for 12 days. So her brother picked her up and I continue on solo. As I had been planning a solo ride for months, Debs decision was not even a speed bump for me. I will miss the company, but I am comfortable on the trail.
The weather continues to be spectacular and the B&Bs are cozy and welcoming. The bike touring crowd is friendly -- everyone swaps trail reports and is interested in each others trip. (Good news today from a reliable source that the Slackwater detour is gone -- yea!).
I am pleased to discover (so far) that my training seems to have been adequate. My legs are feeling good. Tomorrow is the leg where I do the biggest climb -- looks like about 1,000 feet over 30 miles. The trails have been a comfortable, hard-pack cinder till now, but they will soon become rougher. That gets all the body parts shaking and will make the going slower. But I will cross that railroad bridge when I come to it.
I am pleased to discover (so far) that my training seems to have been adequate. My legs are feeling good. Tomorrow is the leg where I do the biggest climb -- looks like about 1,000 feet over 30 miles. The trails have been a comfortable, hard-pack cinder till now, but they will soon become rougher. That gets all the body parts shaking and will make the going slower. But I will cross that railroad bridge when I come to it.
Speaking of railroads, while the trail is from defunct train tracks, there are parallel active tracks all the way so far -- sometimes across the Youghioheny River. This means train whistles and train noise are common -- and I love it. Maybe because I grew up in a town with a steam engine, but I think it is nice to be awakened by train noise. Pretty sure not everyone agrees!
Thanks to all who leave blog comments. I cannot respond to them because the blog app is so torturous but I do see them and it is nice to know you are thinking of me.
Thanks to all who leave blog comments. I cannot respond to them because the blog app is so torturous but I do see them and it is nice to know you are thinking of me.