As Tim has told you, we decide to postpone our rest day and take off for Cromwell. The weather is too perfect to skip a day on the trike.
Tim and our host, Dean at the Mountain View Inn
Our route is becoming more complicated. How do we get to where we want to go and avoid the horrendous traffic we know is out there? At the first fork, Tim consults and thinks. We take the left fork and start down a wonderful, long hill – and there are no cars at all!
At the bottom we look up to see a tree that has found the source of all growth! How did this happen? A closer look (and later study of the photograph) shows that maybe it’s not a tree at all. . .
Dumbo watches when we first discover the problem, but can’t offer much advice. We get much better advice from a bike shop down the road – yes we have a stretched chain and need to replace it and the gear clusters – but we have no appointment and we have to move on.
Just down the road from our destination we stop at one more bike shop. Here we find some help. Bruce, who owns the shop, locates a tire we can use (our spare is now useless) at a shop several miles away. We can pick it up on our rest day tomorrow. More to come on our adventures at Berlin Bicycle in the next installment.
We check in at the Crowne Plaza Motel, and are warmly greeted with an offer to store our tricycle inside. I try to explain how large it is, but this staff isn’t stopped by a difficult problem.
Ira and Pat help us lift, wiggle, turn and manipulate our tricycle through an office and into a conference room. I wish I had pictures of the process, but I was so busy helping I didn’t keep up with the reporting. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.