Lake side ride

         It was tough getting up this morning, great mattress, great everything including the send off breakfast.  Ron and I took it easy on route 6 along Lake Erie.  One upscale town after another.  Looking at the size these huge houses packed next to one another was ridiculous, just for a view of the water. As for the suburban drivers, they are much more dangerous than the city drivers.  They cut you too close, always acting so inconvenienced.  Texting in the suburbs is one of my biggest fears.  City driving demands all the driver's attention leaving no chance for texting.

        Weaving through the city proved to be much simpler than negotiating the roads into the city.  After breaking for a celebratory beer for getting through Cleveland, we were prepared to drive another twenty-five miles to reach a designated camp site.  Waiting at a light on a busy four lane road, an older woman asked if she could help us; her church was just up ahead a few hundred feet.  She pulled into  the church driveway, we followed.  She told us to stay at her house a block away; there was plenty of cold beer in the basement frig.  The door was unlocked and she would be back later.  Amazing!  So here we are, chilled out having ridden only 61 miles.  Tomorrow, we will shoot  forLake  View where I split off for Pittsburgh.  Ron is heading on to meet his son in Sackett's Harbor, New York as I am heading south to see Cyrus.

        Each day of this trip is special.  The

Atlantic is getting closer but it is the daily adventure that really counts.  Eighty days on the road and I am still having the time of my life.