Weeks of bulling my way through the usual fall maintenance and preparation for my ride south from NYC to Jacksonville, Florida, I am ready for liftoff. Covid 19? Staying home is more dangerous than being on the road. On an everyday basis, the knuckle heads greet you without a mask even grabbing my hand for a shake. Hello, who is on first? Riding solo is pretty much a solitary existence. My only concern is where I stay for the night and entering stores for food. Two dozen masks, a water bottle filled with sanitizer and keeping my distance when talking to anyone While keep me safe. Six feet is way to close. Camping, road side motels and properly set up warmshowers accommodations is the other half of the safety equation. With a reservation for me and my bike on Amtrak (only two bike spaces available on each train), I am bound for NYC where I will check into a hostel after riding from Pennsylvania station to the Brooklyn Bridge. Having ridden New London to Maine and Montreal, circumnavigated Long Island and ridden Jacksonville to Key West, I am connecting the dots. Monday and Tuesday rain is almost certain but nothing l new for me. It is all part if the adventure. See you in New York.
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