It's Erie, Resting in the East

Wednesday, we did the fourth of four consecutive long rides (103, 97, 91 and now 89 miles) across Ohio, this time not so hilly and this time from Niles to Erie, PA.  The morning was cool (mid-50s) and wet with intermittent rain showers and - even when it was not raining - with puddle spray thrown up by bikes and motor vehicles.  Most days, we've been pedalling east, so a northwest wind would be somewhat favorable.  But this day, we rode mostly north into a quartering NW headwind.  For a resident of the northeastern US like me, the scenery was not exotic.  The weather was glum.  We're getting tired.  So the ride was, for the most part, not particularly exhilarating.  But when I rode a bridge over Interstate 90 in Conneaut, OH, it seemed to me we are getting close to home.  East of Conneaut, I-90 becomes the NYS Thruway, leading to Albany, and then the Massachusetts Turnpike, leading to Boston.  The sun came out about noon as we pedalled into Pennsylvania, past lake shore vineyards, and into Erie where Maureen was waiting at our downtown hotel.  Wednesday night, we went across the street to see the Erie Playhouse production of "Sherlock Holmes: the Final Adventure."  Good show.  Thursday, is a planned rest day.  Then we have eight more days of cycling to the finish.  Thanks to all so far for your prayers and good wishes, your financial support of Catholic Charities, and your comments on the blog.  Lets bring it on home now.

Comments

[Ray & Margaret Wilcox.]

Fantastic, the winning post`s in site, we find it difficult to beleive that you can ride a bicycle for over three thousand miles, we have obviously become far to reliant on the use of the motor car, it all shows what the human body and mind are really capable of. I hope that you have created lifelong friendships with your co-riders, you have all acheived something pretty unique amongst your fellow humans. Whatever I may have done in my 71 years, it pales into significance compared to your acheivements, I hope that you all appreciate the measure of what you have done, sometimes one must view these things from the outside. I wish you all well and safe riding on the concluding stages of this epic journey. Stay safe.
Ray & Margaret Wilcox. England.

[Ray & Margaret Wilcox.]

Sorry, sight, not site. Ray W.