Still riding along on my 1983 vintage steel 12 speed -- two weeks without a modern bike, still focused on my goal!
A donor suggested that I would enjoy a tour of southern NH -- and I did! My tour was based in my donor's town of Hollis, named, coincidentally, for the same gentleman honored by my freshman dormitory. Wikipedia instructed me that previous residents included: Emerson, Thoreau, the guy who said "those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it", and Mr. BUY BUY BUY. My tour showed -- NH towns are amazingly "quintessential New England" -- lots of stone buildings and white clapboard municipal structures. I will be back for a longer tour once I get a bike that can match the Granite State's climbing requirements.
Nantucket in Algonquin means "faraway land" -- a jewel to tour by bike -- the (very affluent) town has built riding trails along every major road, providing appropriate "social distancing" between cars and bikes -- awesome!
Martha's Vineyard -- named by Bartholomew Gosnold, the first English explorer of New England -- after his daughter. Are there vines? no. But -- a great bike day -- as you move west -- the cars disappear -- and you are left with the dunes, the magnificent Gay Head Lighthouse -- great exploring. And, I enjoyed my obligatory tourist meal at the Black Dog!
Gosnold also gave his name to the smallest town in Massachusetts -- the last town I have not yet explored on this journey -- visible in the background of my Gay Head shot -- one more tour to make!
3023 miles down -- 477 to go! Near Rochester, NY. Coming home!
