Our 46 mile ride from Connellsville to Rockport, all on Great Allegheny Passage, was a consistent one percent grade, about 1000 feet of climbing for the day. When I rode it in 2008, I didn’t notice the grade, but 14 years later, my legs were quite conscious that they had to keep moving. Of course, my little bike computer now tells me the grade which psychologically doesn’t help. It was another beautiful day, with plenty of time to stop and play along the way, but the legs were still tired.
The best pie of the trip, at least so far, was a homemade strawberry rhubarb I had at a country diner. I was so eager to try it that the only pictures of it are in my mind.
Hope, Sharon, and I posed on one of many viaducts. Out photographer had been staying at the same hotel the previous night. This stretch of the trip is the first time we are passing or being passed by groups we recognize, as doing multi day rides on the GAP trail is very popular.
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A cheery mural welcoming bikers to the small town of Confluence. We ate lunch in the town square, noting that the bike shop seemed to be doing the best business.
Heading into the Pinkerton tunnel. I like being able to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
This isn’t a mural or a statue either, so I’m not sure what to call it, but it’s a great rails to trails depiction.
Counting down the miles
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