Our other near death experience of the day involved a climb up the first of many mountains. The Appalachians don't mess around. We have each christened the lowest gear on our bikes. During the most intense part of the ascent, when we turned a corner to see the road steepen after miles of climbing, Aaron began yelling at the road - "No! F*ck you!"- and I simply began pleading with it - "Oh God, please don't. No, no, oh, oh." Aren't differences fun?
All that said, we covered another 78 hillyhilly miles today, got complimentary peaches and PB&J's from Millie of the Ladybug Tea House in East Berlin, and a cup of iced tea from a lovely lady in Biglersville. Worth it! We're in pretty much the dead center of the state. I hear the mountains have just started. Be gentle, Appalachia, it's my first time.
(Photo above: me at an orchard owned by family members of my family members.)
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