Trippin' with Susan Straley

 Hello, I will be quick as it is already dark and the mosquitoes have driven me into the tent. Joan and I will be finishing up our ride tomorrow when we arrive in DC. These past few days have been great and I have a lot to share, but not tonight.

You will find the start of this blog in the middle.  Dang phone shot these pictures up to the top.  When I wanted to add them toward the end. I forgot to mention two fun encounters I had yesterday. Matt Marra was out on a day ride and saw me so loaded and had to turn around and ride with me a while.  He is new to biking for fun and exercise and was now starting to toy with the idea of loading up and venturing out on a tour.  He asked for advice on what to pack. I told him atwo shirts for biking and one shirt for evenings after your shower.  One to sleep in. I should have also said to pack as if he would be caught in a downpour when it is cold out.  We haven’t had that this trip, but cold and wet do not make an enjoyable camping trip. Matt is visiting from The Carolina’s I met up with Joan in Williamsport.  A lovely town with old colonial style homes lining some of the streets. I got a sub, where do I put it?  Joan came over and snapped it under my bungee.  Fixed! It didn’t fall, eggpla

 It is Monday morning and since I can’t sleep I am writing to you again to try to catch up to where we are at in the trip right now (at a cool place in Hancock, MD the skinniest part of any state in the union.  MD is only two miles wide here between PA and WV.) Leaving Frostburg at Eight while the morning mist was still Rising and the air was even cooler when you are bikin downhill. Happy happy morning!  We both slept very well in our cozy bunkhouse.  Right across the street is a station for the scenic railroad.  Look at what appears to be coming soon to this area if not already in service! Joan suggested we ride together today since we would be going downhill and I could keep up Better.  At first I said I would go first because I knew she’d be faster anyway.  Then I changed my mind and waited for her at the bottom of the switchback in Frostburg. It was a super grea ride!  We kept stopping for pictures and then to remove layers.  It took close to two hours to get to Cumberland where we