3 Days Later

3 days, 300 kilometers.

One train ride, three ferries, three days of riding; 300 kilometers later. Still going strong (well strong-ish). Riding so much gives you two things: a sore ass and an inflated sense you can eat as much crap as you want and drink as much beer as you like without gaining any weight. It may be true. Only time will tell. We've reached Watertown, New York and now we're heading onward and upward towards the Adirondacks.