Really late in the morning we finally got all of our clothes dried and checked out of the hotel by giving the cleaning lady the key since the man at the desk was nowhere to be found. We set out on our bikes and immediately had a nice-to-see-you/good-morning climb. The terrain was really hilly and the weather was really windy so we were trucking along and a speedy tourer came from behind. He turned out to be Dennis, a guy we had been hearing about for days from tourers coming in the other direction!
Dennis started out at the Statue of Liberty in NYC and will travel through Denver, CO and Yellowstone and up to Seattle, Washington, then down the coast to San Francisco, CA. He was surprised that Tim and I biked 71 miles yesterday through the pouring rain - he had stayed in a hotel. We eventually set off again, and Tim and I stopped for lunch. When we started biking again, I was really tired. At around 45 miles we came to a campground. Our options were to either call it quits or bike up to the highest elevation of our appalachian section of the trip (4000 feet or so). Even though I was really tired, we decided to keep going to 10 or 15 extra miles to the next campground. The mountain had a pretty gradual slope, but it was really long so I was dead exhausted when we got to the campground. We stared at the self pay atation for 15 minutes until we managed to make sense of it and found ourselves a campground for the night. After setting up the tent and eating some disgusting chef boyardee, we showered, threw out all our trash, and passed out for the night after biking 55 miles or so.
Time with Tim!
Today was hard, but relatively dry. We hit some wicked hills, and climbed a huge mountain and camped at the top. We both wondered if there were bears here, but neither of us know much about bears. We threw our trash out before bed, though, in case bears smelled our tasty chef boyardee can and decided to add some ventilation to our pretty tent. That night, there was a wicked thunderstorm with one bolt that hit within 800 feet of us. I hope it hit a bear.
Dennis started out at the Statue of Liberty in NYC and will travel through Denver, CO and Yellowstone and up to Seattle, Washington, then down the coast to San Francisco, CA. He was surprised that Tim and I biked 71 miles yesterday through the pouring rain - he had stayed in a hotel. We eventually set off again, and Tim and I stopped for lunch. When we started biking again, I was really tired. At around 45 miles we came to a campground. Our options were to either call it quits or bike up to the highest elevation of our appalachian section of the trip (4000 feet or so). Even though I was really tired, we decided to keep going to 10 or 15 extra miles to the next campground. The mountain had a pretty gradual slope, but it was really long so I was dead exhausted when we got to the campground. We stared at the self pay atation for 15 minutes until we managed to make sense of it and found ourselves a campground for the night. After setting up the tent and eating some disgusting chef boyardee, we showered, threw out all our trash, and passed out for the night after biking 55 miles or so.Time with Tim!
Today was hard, but relatively dry. We hit some wicked hills, and climbed a huge mountain and camped at the top. We both wondered if there were bears here, but neither of us know much about bears. We threw our trash out before bed, though, in case bears smelled our tasty chef boyardee can and decided to add some ventilation to our pretty tent. That night, there was a wicked thunderstorm with one bolt that hit within 800 feet of us. I hope it hit a bear.
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