You’d think with less than a week of riding left that we’d have this thing down, but there’s something different about Pennsylvania. There’s the two west to east interstate highways and then everything else is a crazy web of indirect roads and smaller highways. Oh, and there’s no flat. You’re either riding up or riding down, and since riding down takes no time at all, you feel like your going uphill the whole damn day.
That brings us to Heath’s great idea. He found a more direct road with the beta version of google’s directions by bike which I wasn’t buying since that map software assumes that you have a mountain bike and that you’re open to walking if needed. I left on the longer road and he turned onto his.
An hour later I got a text with a picture of a dirt road………… I win
It turns out his road ended…….literally. Like the last scene in “The gods must be crazy” ended.
If you lose your hold on the bike on this hill it’ll tumble down, which it did. Sometimes saving 3 miles means the shit might get a little raw.