Now for the GAP trail

        A note about the writer of is blog.  The hour is generally late when I put the ink to the paper, my fingers are too pudgy for the key board and, for sure,  I am not Charles Dickens.  The original manuscript will go through several iterations before it goes to press.  Mr. Peter Nichols has graciously volunteered his services as editor in chief. 

        So where was I, ah yes, my bicycle adventures of August 8, I think.  Harmony, Pa. faded into the back ground as I pushed south.  Route 68 to an unmarked route led me to Pittsburgh.  Miraculously, I was spared from having to climb the steep hills like the ones I granny geared up yesterday.  Yet, getting into Pittsburgh was so bicycle unfriendly,  I had to pull off the road to find a safer route via my google map.  The drivers are seriously inconsiderate when it comes to giving bicycles the safety

margin they need.  I found what I thought was the GAP trail but I ended up at the Science Museum not having a clue as to how to find my way.  Once again Warmershowers.com came to my rescue.  Edward picked me up in his SUV and brought me back to his place.  No beer but good white wine, a shower and a late afternoon nap. His friend Gary cooked a absolutely to die for pot roast and mash potatoes while Edward put together one of the best three bean salads I have ever tasted.  

          Their house, mission style, is located high above downtown Pittsburgh with a small neighborhood viewing area  thirty seconds down the road, pretty cool.   

          Tomorrow Edward and I will bike to the beginning of the trail and stop at REI on the way to pick up some new riding gloves.  My old gloves can be classified as hazardous waste.   Now for some critical hours of rack time.