7 Days of Biking

You may be wondering how we can get on our bikes everyday and continuing pedaling huge distancing when our legs and butts are sore as can be. I definitely wonder that myself, but somehow everyday I seem to get on the bike and start pedaling to our next destination. I am surprised at my own ability to travel such distances on a bike, especially after sleeping on the floor and waking up at 5 am. Within the last week I am actually beginning to notice my legs widen and strengthen up...just as we leave the toughest mountain passes and climbs.

Today was our 7th day of biking, which I never thought to be possible. We pedaled 90 miles yesterday, which was a huge accomplishment. Because of our 90 mile day, we had two lunch stops, which was yummy! (We also get two lunches of 90 degree days which it very well could have been yesterday).

Today was a 58 mile day, which seems like a piece of cake now. Just several days ago 60 miles was a daunting, but we're pros now. We took the day easy and took naps at lunch. This seemed like a good idea at the time...unfortunately it meant getting caught in a huge downpour later. As we departed lunch, it looked like Georgia O'Keefe had painted the sky. The wind eventually picked up so hard, I could hardly stay on my bike and when it started raining it felt like pellets on my skin. We stopped under a fruit stand for about 45 minutes to let things pass and then biked the last 6 miles to the host, soaking wet and freezing.

We're in Lockport tonight...named for the locks on the Erie Canal. We're all craving sleep and food...my bed time will be as soon as dinner is over. Tomorrow we ride 20 miles to Niagara Fall for the 4th of July and a build day! We're all looking forward to letting our saddle sores and legs heal up for a day before getting back on the bike.

I am finally on a real computer here at the Lockport library, so here are some pictures from the last week:

The man at the buffalo farm

Team Kaboom leaving for Lebanon

Me and Diane on our rainy ride to Lebanon

Me climbing Bethel Mountain...I had just remounted my bike

Lynne at the top of Bethel Mountain with lemonade, watermelon, and hot tea

Entering NEW YORK

Swimming hole in Ticonderoga

Adirondacks on Lake George

  

My cue sheet, with flowers from Diane

Fellow riders frolicking in a wheat field