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e the GAP West Newcom to Ohiopyle

Greetings!


We went back in Ohiopyle.  This time by bike.

And what an awesome ride!  Waterfalls and cliffs on the right, the Youghiogheny river down on the left.  Sometimes it was placid and sometimes the river was roaring.  And then it seemed all day perfect weather and a canopy of trees.  Across from the river was a busy train track.  If it came when I was in the right spot on a river bend, it sounded like it was roaring up behind me.

I had a nice chat with a couple from Sacramento, California.  



Along the trail was a memorial to the 239 men killed in a mining explosion.  As a result miners no longer wore open flames for light.
A couple trees were down.! I was able to create ramps to rolle my heavy bike over them.



We started on day one riding eight miles to the Pittsburgh mile marker about 150 mile.  Day 2 we passed mile marker 100.



Painted tanks outside a cut glass shop.



I was the first to roll out of the GAP Trail campground. I ride slower than Joan.  So sometime during the day she catches up to me and we might get lunch together.


There was only one other camper at the campground.  Since we spent the rainy day with him we got to shar some stories.  Milton works in the Navy.



Other bike tourists going from
B&B to motel tease me that my load is so big.  I have yet to use the cooking stuff, but that will come soon on the C&O which is more isolated from stores.



The cliffs have some crAzy rock formations.


We bike 47 miles from West Newton to Ohiopyle.  

We stayed in a room in an old house with the other three bedrooms full of bicyclists riding the trail.

Today was a good ride too but too long for my body.  I will have to tell you about that another time.  I didn’t sleep well for two nights, I need to sleep now.  G’night.





Comments

  1. Ann AbelesSeptember 26, 2021 at 7:48 AM

    Thanks for posting about your ride to Ohiopyle as I wondered where you had stopped between West Newton and Frostburg. There is so much to see along the whole trail that it is hard to take it all in and keep going.

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  2. Susan Straley, AuthorSeptember 27, 2021 at 4:17 AM

    I totally agree with you. This is a more leisurely ride than most of the tours do and still I can’t read all the kiosks and memorials and soak in all the views.

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