The thermometer inside the tent said 70 degrees when we woke up, but outside it was revealed to be a much-more-reasonable 52. There must have been something about no wind and gathered humidity (the inside of the rainfly was soaked, as was the grass everywhere) that created an insulating layer. We haven’t quite yet made… Read more…

We woke at 7am for a much-earlier start than yesterday. It was a perfect night of camping: everything (including the inside of the rainfly) stayed dry, it was comfortably-cool, there was a minimal amount of bugs, and we still had the forest essentially to ourselves. One downside of riding through such an unpopulated area is… Read more…

We didn’t get out of Erin and Uri’s house until 11:30am, because they remained too damn much fun to talk with. Jerks! If there was an online network that said “sign up and we’ll randomly pair you with a cool and interesting couple to share a meal and conversation with in their house”, I think… Read more…

After a month living with Ken in his small house (with just one night away when we went camping), he was beginning to feel the need for some space, suggesting another getaway for us. But then when he learned that we were hitting the road for good sooner than he was expecting, he rallied for… Read more…

Weeks 3-4 Our previous visit to Skaneateles was for only 8 days, so we had decided that it wouldn’t be worth lugging the bikes back and forth with us from Chicago on Amtrak (though we somewhat regretted that choice). On our two visits before that, we had just completed an intensive phase of bike riding,… Read more…

Weeks 1-2 Last year’s visit to Rett’s Dad’s house was in the fall, so it was nice to switch it back to a summertime visit, and be able to partake in some of the classic bounty of the garden, including broccoli, potatoes, and new this year: blueberries! Unfortunately an asshole raccoon began raiding the corn… Read more…