Clark's Beach Motel
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... said that the colors were the most dramatic in years-they were right! There were reds, oranges, golds, the 'whole shootin match'.
We took some wonderful hikes and marveled at how incredibly gorgeous the fall is in Upstate New York.
... it takes Patrick 3 hours to pack up and get ready. I prefer not riding at night or getting in too late. I think it's a major difference in our experiences on this trip. We are doing the same thing, but for different reasons. Patrick likes riding. He's really into his bike. He polishes his saddle and talks about needing sexier shifters because he just can't handle looking at the ones he currently has. I like the exploring adventure part of this trip. Biking ...
... up with me, so I only stayed for about 10 minutes. I think he would have chatted all day though. When I said goodbye he said, "I hope you live a long life and I never die." Today was surprisingly steep. Sometimes it's good not to expect it though. Patrick had a total tube and tire blow out going down a hill. I felt pretty bad about it. My back tire had worn down to the treads a week ago and he offered up his spare Gatorskin because he didn't think he'd use it. Turns out it ...
... 81 I turned east on NY 12 which became much more interesting. Beautiful Cattle country. The farms were huge and so neat! Guess there were many factory farms but I also saw two Mennonite buggies so their influence was abound.
Well I am staying not too far from the U.S. Mountain Parks. I have read the roads ahead are very interesting for motorcycles. Just hope I have time to stop and take Pics :)
... hour? 30 minutes? Though I don't remember (nor does she), Claire sprinted from the canoe to the cabin in such a hurry that she did not eve bother to remove her life vest. It was discovered the next morning on the couch. I don't quite remember even getting out of the canoe. Most of the night after the fire is a blur. And by blur I mean absent. The evening shrouded by a large black veil, interrupted here and there by small piercings, ...