Nothing to See Here II, The Sequel
Nice day, winds mostly cross, turning westerly as the day progressed. Very pretty scenery that included some seriously large houses perched among spacious and meticulously landscaped yards.
Maybe it was the metronomic nature of cycling, but we both found we had gotten to the end of the day without taking a single picture.
And Lord knows I'm not about to subject anyone to the pain my travel writing would inflict.
Sixty-three more unremarkable miles, but that is not at all a bad thing, behind us. Five hundred forty seven it's hard to imagine that doesn't seem like very many left.
Hey! Great to hear of your progress and adventures.
ReplyDeleteSusan make sure you save your legs for some mountain biking when you get back. We miss you at the gym too!