Friday, October 24, 2014

We made it!

Manchester NH to Portland ME. Our final stretch. 
The heavy rain did not stop us.





There's light at the end of the tunnel.

Heather got her first flat of the trip not far from here in Saco ME. 17 miles from the end point. We took shelter in a local bar and changed the flat and tire inside. When we left it was raining so hard we couldn't see in front of us. I put the gps on navigate and followed the blue line. 

At about 1am both of our headlights cut out. Still left with just 10 miles we kept going, following the blue line in nearly complete darkness. 

The rain and dirt became a problem, Heather's front derailleur somehow shifted and would no longer go into her low gears. My rear brake pads got all mucked up and stopped engaging. Easy stuff to fix but when you can't see we just kept going. 

We made it into Portland around 2:30am, soaking wet and covered in dirt. 

Totals:
107 days
3700 miles
15 flats
4 tires
2 lights
1 cable
1 bike computer

Now we just have to get home. 
Keep on riding!

Monday, October 20, 2014

So close now

Time to drop some pictures. 

Action shot!

This jerk thinks he's to cool for a helmet.

Follow these markings and they will take you somewhere. Might be where you want to go, might be.







We made it to Vermont! Then we quickly left Vermont. 



Dropping states like nothin. 

North Adams,MA has this street that made us walk our bikes. 



Hairpin turn lookout.

After a day of climbing the steep roads of Massachusetts we took a rest at the Whitcomb Summit Retreat. Here's the view from Whitcomb Summit. The Hotel at the top is Amazing!

So was the decent, we dropped 1500ft in less than 3miles. 
Top speed 43mph. All grins







We met Will, he's actually a nice guy.

Keene, NH 10hrs before the riot.



Rolling right along. Just a few more days now.


Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Thank you!

Well, we're in the home stretch! 318 miles left to go! We re-routed to avoid the Green and White Mountain ranges by going south through Massachusetts. Luckily it only adds on 10 miles! 

We are feeling so grateful for the support we've had along the way. I'm not sure if people are feeling bad for us as it's getting late in the season, or just being enthusiastic. But either way, the monetary support, cheerleading, and gracious hosting have all led to an amazing experience through out.

We want to give a special thank you to Bill, Bob, Grace (and mom and dad) for 
making our way across the states a bit more comfortable with generous donations through our blog's donate button.

To our warm showers hosts Mark, Annis, Larry, Angi, Rick, Katherine, Gregory: thank you so much for taking us in! 

And to the random kindness of strangers met on the streets of Ashby, St Joseph's, Bowler, Peshtigo, Silvercreek, and Buffalo... Are we forgetting any?

We have a lot of paying forward to do!!! Come to Portland, OR and look us up. :)






Saturday, October 11, 2014

Route Canal

Growing up on the west coast there are certain things we just didn't learn about. The Erie Canal is one of them. 

The creation of the canal was quite a feat at the time. It's truely impressive to see. Though parts have been drained and are no longer in use, the ruins remain. 

Along side the canal there is a great semi-paved bike path. A great way to cross New York State (and avoid the hills).

Winter is coming.

I'm tired.
We'll just camp right here.

Traveling the Canal.







Number two or number tree?









Beaver tracks.

Call me Stew.




Saturday, October 4, 2014

New York!

Some shots along the way. As we were leaving Toledo we enjoyed the sights and smells of this oil refinery. 
I think I just joined green peace. 

Ironically the gas station next to the refinery charged roughly .20cents more per gallon. Because it's fresh

Enough of that, Back to nature
Keeping kids off your lawn.


Riding at night has some advantages. No traffic and it's cooler. Some of the downsides are:
It's hard to see.
It might be a little hard to determine what trail your on if any.

Lunch at the North Coast. Lake Erie

Yes we camped here. No banjos.



Cruising right along

Camping on the beach.


Finding my Zen

So much for PA. 

Traveling along Lake Erie there are tons of concord grape fields. It's currently harvest time and the grapes are super ripe. Smells like jam, sweet sweet jam.

Buffalo! That's all I got.