Today was the longest day, no doubt, so at 7:00 we left our room to head out. Breakfast sandwiches at P-town and ate outside, then headed off for our 55-mile ride.
Riding against traffic on Commercial st. It was a feat I would not like to repeat. Better to do so on one’s feet
I finish my coffee before Kath just a bit, which always leads her to exclaim, “what - did you inhale it?” The route we took was not on the tourism poster most likely because it was a roller coaster. She’s neck and neck on a climb with me and then she says, “let’s see what my bike’s like in power setting 3!” She’s climbing away like Marco Pantani alright, and before I know it she’s out of sight.
Uncle Tim’s bridge in “downtown” Wellfleet. Nothing special about it, I just thought it was neat.
Lunch was pretty much a bore - a turkey wrap from a convenience store. The meal was pathetic; I think the turkey was synthetic. It was supposed to be a turkey club, but this just was not good grub. No lettuce, tomato or even mayonnaise - what were they thinking when they made it - were they in a daze?
We made Hyannis with 10 minutes to spare, the skies opened up soaking the ground all over there. With no indication that the skies would clear, we headed out for dinner donned in our rain gear.
I looked out my motel room and exclaimed, “yikes!” And checked the weather to see all these lightning strikes
Paul MulveyTo Mike AylingMike - sometimes I think of them while on the road. Oftentimes I’m trying to figure out how to explain something and have to figure out what rhymes with “Hyannis” or something like that. Since we eat dinner early (we are cycling tourists with hunger after all) I have plenty of time to refine the blog when we return to our overnight spot. Reply to this comment 3 years ago
