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Niagara Falls (14)

It rained a bit last night, and the wind picked up immensely. Our goal was to depart for Niagara Falls around 7am, but instead we slept in when we woke to the wind whipping against the tent. The wind persisted and made for slow progress. Fortunately, though, the storm predicted for noon didn’t arrive until night.

We happened upon a demonstration of the original five-tiered canal lock in Lockport, which was very impressive.


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Night in the Silo B&B (11)

It was sad to leave the cottage this morning, but we comforted ourselves by planning to return on our drive back East once we’re finished with biking, if we have the time.

We rode a tailwind up to Seneca Falls and had lunch under a pavilion which was conveniently located across the street from a small market.  Leftover steak and and some mixed veggies made for a great lunch and had us energized for the afternoon.


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Race to the lake (9)

After listening to kids partying down the street until the wee hours of morning, we woke early and packed up camp in between rain showers.  It was too convenient not to get breakfast at the store we slept behind, so we supplemented some leftover pasta salad with bananas, donuts and coffee.  It was our earliest morning yet and we were feeling ambitious since comfortable beds and a rest day were only ~120 miles ahead of us, at the Hogue cottage on Lake Cayuga.

It was exciting to be out of the mountains and have gotten an early start, because we covered 44 miles before noon; our best morning yet.  We enjoyed a quiet back country road to Osceola, NY where the majority of the noise came from birds chirping as we passed by.


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Adirondack Adventures (7)

Last night was the coldest yet, and this morning had us looking forward to summer when it wouldn’t be so difficult to leave our sleeping bags.  Eventually, we made it out, though, and heated up some coffee and oatmeal before saying goodbye to Jellystone.

On our way out, we seized the opportunity for a picture in the Yogi Bear Express. Shortly after the picture was taken I was politely asked to disembark.

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