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Bicycle Tour Pittsburgh to West Newton

Greetings,  I hope this finds you well. These pictures and stories are not in sequence as I am trying to figure out how to blog on my phone. Joan stopped ahead of me and took this picture of me riding out of an underpass.   I passed a red smelly waterfall.  I hear there are several on the trail.  A reminder of the many abandoned iron and coal mines in the area.  This smells a little like sulfur, a sign says it is water from an old mine and is acidic and a major source of pollution. Joan is an experienced bike tourist as you can see by her neat pack.  She said keep your raincoat on top. We stopped  at a cemetery and campground in Dravo where a soldier was buried from the war of 1812 and about nine from the civil war. Is a consort a lady friend without a marriage certificate?  I have yet to google it. Once out of Pittsburgh ant it’s burbs, the trail became bluffs on one side and the river on the other. McKeesport was industrial but had a park on the trail with a nice statue of John F Ken

On My Own Again

 Dear Friends and Family,  I have liked this camp spot.  Though on a cold day it was too much shade, and no sunlight in which to dry my rags. But today I move on.  I sure hope to return to this part of Pennsylvania again some day. *** On my last evening with Jean and Keith, Jean offered to me some cloth holders for taking stuff out of the microwave.  Her sister makes them and Jean had gotten a big stash from her to give away as gifts. I thanked her by declined saying I just can't add more stuff to my stash,  It was awkward refusing such a pretty gift.  I told her I use rags and towels for that task, stuff that does double duty.  She then mentioned she loves them and puts them between pots and dishes to reduce rattling.   OH!  I took two and could have taken more.  Thanks Jean!   I will see Jean and Keith again in a couple months, they may be in their Florida home by the time I get home in Florida. With Jean and Keith I was riding my trike, but now I have less than two weeks to my b