Tuesday: The Agony and The Ecstasy


We traveled over a number of stunning viaducts. The most scenic of which was this one called the Keystone.

Barry was fascinated by the windmills and asked me to take pictures of several. This shot was from the Salisbury Viaduct, high over the roadway, with a terrific view of a wind energy ridge.

As most of you would have done, we quoted our favorite poetry to each other. This is a living illustration of Longfellow's forest primeval from "Evangeline:"
Along about Garrett, PA the trail got a little sticky, no doubt saturated from the previous day's rains. We worked our way to Rockwood, PA for lunch and learned that we were smart not to try the trip yesterday as the lady at the convenience store told us that she drove to work in the snow!
We were warned about the detour around the Pinkerton tunnel but took cheer in the fact that it had been "paved" over the weekend. However, two friendly bikers told us that "paving" meant adding two inches of sand and gravel to the surface and in fact it was the roughest mile and a half of the trip. But we persevered and arrived in Ft. Hill, PA 15 minutes ahead of schedule and found our Bill, our tried and true trip support person, waiting for us with bottles of cold water.

Stats:
31 miles in 6.5 hours.
9.018 mph actual peddling time
3 potty breaks
12 pictures taken
hundreds of laughs
cost: priceless
2 Comments:
Lynn -
Sorry to hear about your Mom's mugging. How unfortunate and unfathomable!
Glad that, at least, one day of bicyling was accomplished.
Safe trip back to NC.
Mike
Beautiful story and gorgeous photos.
Thanks for the vicarious pastoral bike trip! I feel so refreshed!
Susan
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