After we left the trail, we went strait into the wind.
But we were able to do 50 miles in the mid50 degree weather and are spending the night at green acres motel in Rockwell.
So Jim and I are at it again, albeit a short tour as we don't want to be away from our amazing Lily for more than a few days. We are peddling along the Allegheny River, which is filled with history of the early oil days, ghosts of Jim's ancestors and the beauty of the PA hills.
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