We giggled uncontrollably and we cried a bit in amazement that we were really, truly on our way! We were just plain awed that we had actually made this trip happen. So many dreams; so much planning.
With a few exceptions our driving goals are modest. 100 miles or so per day. Even more importantly, we’ll take the local route. The back roads. The 2 lane highways of old that connect one charming small town to another with parkland and farmland close up to us as we drive.
Day 2 found us awakening in our little silver home, again incredulous that we were on our Tramper Voyage.
We had been to this place before. It was the site of many years of really fun mountain bike weekends called the Mountain Bike Bash put on by the folks of Rattling Creek Singletrackers bike group. www.rcst1.blogspot.com
So, our first night out was in a beautiful familiar place that we already knew we loved. We missed Rick and Jill, the organizers of the weekend, but we saw Keith and Bill (otherwise known as Trainwreck. Don’t ask – we’re not sure why he has the nickname. He seems pretty well together to us!)
I was still gimpy from my biopsy so David and Trainwreck took a ride on the single track followed by a treat called Trainwreck’s Upside Down Reverse Cantana
Made outside with a teeny battery-operated whipper, a teeny grater (for the chocolate on top) and a teeny press to raise the pressure to 100psi for the espresso! Starts out with the cream on the bottom, then it diffuses together.