…is that it never happens. Well, rarely. Since today is an off day, I’ll try to synopsize the last couple of days and see if I can start tomorrow fresh with the daily updates.
When I last left off, I had visited my grandmother. Here is proof!
Yesterday we rode from Granby, CT to Arlington, NY (just outside Poughkeepsie). The first 27 miles were over a mountain. I thought I would die. Even Mike said it was tougher than Rabbit Ears. I survived it, but when we stopped in Norfolk, NY for our rest stop I decided I was done. I didn’t even feel like eating, I was so depleted.
At the top of one of our climbs was this beautiful reservoir.
Norfolk was charming too.
But the best part of Norfolk was the view:
Riding with Mike and Jim to set up the next rest stop gave me time to set up for some photos of some of our riders as they came in.
Curt, our fearless leader:
Here in Arlington we are staying at New Beginnings Church. They are great hosts!