They said this would happen and it has. After spending 7 weeks in the saddle, our thoughts begin to look forward to the end of this ride. We passed through some of the most beautiful scenery this week (and especially yesterday) along the northern shore of Lake Erie, yet I have to keep reminding myself to slow down and enjoy the journey. Thoughts of home and what the family is doing manage to float through my mind as my legs continue to churn in never ending circles.
The routines have been established long ago. We get up early, pack up our dew soaked tents and gear, eat breakfast, and are on the road by 7am. We take mostly secondary roads to avoid traffic, which often adds extra miles, but usually manage to reach our destinations by mid afternoon unless there is a headwind. The towns are usually small and hospitable, and I would have liked to spend more time in many of them, but we are called back to the road each day.
I have confidence now that this adventure will be completed (barring some mishap) but I am struggling with the patience to see it through. We said “good bye” yesterday to some folks who have been an integral part of making this ride fun. They are continuing their journey to the coast by a different route. We are gaining 10 new riders today which changes the dynamic quite a bit.
It took about two weeks for our group to get to know each other well. You might think that is strange but we really don’t see each other much except at water stops and lunch which we call “Picnic”. Everyone looks forward to “Picnic”! The longer we spend at each of these stops, the later we get in at the end of the day. There is no award for the first one in but there seems to be an aversion to being the last one in.
You might think that all this time alone with your own thoughts can get boring and you might be right. It all depends on your outlook. My cousin, Beret Canakes, has the best definition I have heard for the difference between an extrovert and an introvert. It all hinges on the answer to a question. When your energy level is low and you need to recharge your batteries, do you seek out the company of other people or do you unplug yourself from society and seek the solace of nature or art? I like this definition because there is no value judgement here. One is not better than the other. There is no question for me. I look forward to Sundays, not only because it is our rest day, but because it is the day that “Brain Pickins” by Maria Popova, is sent out. If you have not heard of this or have not subscribed, I would highly encourage it. I first read about it in Krista Tippett’s book “Becoming Wise: An Inquiry into the Art of Living ” another book I would highly recommend. Both are like mental candy.
While we are riding, the use of earbuds is not allowed for safety reasons. I have some audiobooks and riding music that I have so far ignored. I am going to reinstall my cell phone holder onto my handlebars and begin to use it when the day grows long ( but just through the external speaker).
Yesterday, I asked the Brit’s on the ride if they thought the humor of “Benny Hill” was an example of typical British humor. They all said “Yes” and didn’t think Americans appreciated it the way they did. I have never laughed as hard as when I sat at the table with them!
It is a Canadian 
Holiday tomorrow and that explains the increased traffic here in Niagara Falls. Tomorrow early we cycle past the Falls with an unobstructed view. Next Sunday we will be in Lake Placid where I vividly remember the “Miracle on Ice” occurred.