Day Thirteen

Today was just about a perfect day. We rode 76 miles from Hubbard, OH to Orrsville, OH.

For the record, we're officially in the Midwest. When we first crossed the border into Ohio, I was pretty skeptical about calling Ohio Midwest, but now that we're into the farmland, I've got no problem saying that. Things are absolutely starting to flatten out. That's not to sh we didn't do some sizable hills today, in fact we had about 15 miles of rolling hills, and a ride through the fairly hilly Akron, OH. But on average, the lad is looking a lot flatter.

Speaking of Akron, what a terrible
city. Here's an tidbit that pretty much sums up the city:

We were riding alon when we heard a lot of yelling. We passed a house with about 7 or 8 people on the porch. A large white lady had one foot up on the railing, pelvic thrusting, while another lady shouted, "BUT I WAS ON BIRTH CONTROL!" We also drove past an 'Adult Arcade' with the slogan, 'It's better than instant bingo!' Now I don't know what an adult arcade entails, or what instant bingo is, but I've got a new favorite expression. Like I said, basically sums up the city. Never going back there.

Our new friend Ally from Hubbard, OH bought us a bag of granola that we'd been trying to find the night before. Awesome. They're a great family. Grammy came to visit us this morning, so we chatted with her while we got packed up this morning.

The day really did go very smoothly though. Few hills, no dogs, no flat tires, and a beautiful low 70's and sunny. Just perfect.

We're staying at Caskey's Campground tonight. He got invited inside, so we went in and chatted with the owner for about an hour. He offered us a ride into town, so after we set up our tents we went in and got dinner. We met his grandfather too, who's 87 and still gardening and buildig stuff. He fought in WWII in Italy, and apparently lost his senses of taste and smell in construction accident. What an incredible guy. I wish we'd had more time to hear some of his stories. Anyways, the owner is super nice, and only charged us 10$ for the night, which I'm pretty sure is about half off. I love nice people.

And I'm writing this post from my tent with the rain fly off, and under a big Midwestern sky. Life is great.

Tomorrow: Waking up at the crack of dawn and trying to push 116 miles to Bellfontaine, OH to stay in a cabin.