We started some straight, long climbs from the St. Lawrence
Valley towards the Adirondacks, our first real hills of the trip. And then just like that, there were mountains
ahead of us.
Gail didn’t take advantage of the pint sale, but did find
the cement sidewalk a relief from her bike seat for a bit. I shook my fist at an ice cream truck that
passed us on a long, steep stretch when it was getting pretty warm and
muggy. Just as we got our tent set up at
Meacham Lake Campground I heard the jingle of that same truck and ran out and
flagged it down. Perfect timing.
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