We be jammin'

      After being feed a killer breakfast, Ron and I headed east with the lake to our left. Thirty-four miles down the road, we arrive at Madison, with brewery no less... break time!  We ate like gods, drank two delicious IPAs followed by a nap in the town park; it doesn't get any better. The weather was perfect today.        

     On our way to Geneva, I once again was confronted by a missing bridge.  The river was merely a stream three feet wide one hundred feet to our left.  We muscled our bikes through the shallow stream and up and over a short but steep bank. Situation solved and a little wet below the ankles, we bicycled several more miles to Geneva-By-The-Sea, a nice lakeside resort.  I found another Warmshowers accommodation about four miles away at an old farm house belonging to a retired Air Force NCO.  We had take out pizza delivered and called it a day after fifty miles of easy terrain.

       Tomorrow I will be turning south at Fairview to get on the Underground Railroad Trail taking me to Pittsburgh.  The topo on the map is a bit hilly but a breeze l compared to the Rockies.  Checking out the temperature in Kentucky and Virginia, the states are pushing 100 degrees. I made the right decision to head north.  No dogs, no meth heads, moderate heat, and no endlessly short steep climbs.  Some cyclists feel compelled to stay on a route no matter how unreasonable the situation gets.  I would rather take the route that get me to the Atlantic safely without any nightmare sections like Eastern Kentucky.