Fifty-two miles, 2785 feet of climbing to reach Glens Falls felt pretty easy today. The first 37 miles were a straight shot on the same road, so we didn’t have to worry about wrong turns, and the final stretch was on quiet, lovely rural roads. We have noticed labor shortages at fast food establishments, and today we were delayed getting in to our rooms at a much nicer hotel than our norm because of lack of sufficient workers to clean the rooms.
I call this Ode to a Snowplow. We haven’t seen many oddities along the road, but this qualifies.
This is a too common sight, lovely old barns falling down and neglected. Of course, we find active facilities, including the biggest milking parlor I’ve ever seen at a dairy operation we passed later in the day.
After Margaret Street the other day, we rode on Goodman Road today!
I finally got my ice cream, a delicious chocolate coconut swirl that was worth waiting for. I’m glad ordered a small, as it was melting faster than I could eat it.
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