We left heat and humidity as we climbed 2700 feet in 51 miles to Old Forge, back in the Adirondack State Park. My legs and lungs did a lot less complaining about the climbs than they did at the beginning of the trip, although nothing we encountered today matched the steepness of those early rides. Old Forge is an Adirondack vacation town, lots of people in the last weekend of August, and lots of good restaurants, art galleries, and of course, kitschy souvenir shops. And lots of deer wandering through yards and down the streets. We have our final day off tomorrow, so I’ll have a chance to explore a bit more.
Old Forge Pond, where I hope to swim tomorrow
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