Hello. Day 49. Brattleboro to Manchester, NH. 78.2 miles. 4,259 feet of climbing. Temp on arrival: 76.
We are in the time of last things. Last RAP session. Last ride over 70 miles. Last dinner as a whole group. Last night of sharing a room with bro.
I am filled with anticipation, eagerness to see my wife, relief, pride, gratitude—all wrapped up in bittersweetness. Frankly, it’s all a bit of a muddle…
It was a great ride today. All the right ingredients—(mostly) smooth roads, sunny, cool, beautiful New England scenery.
Not many flat sections; pretty much rollers all the way. In the picture above, Wilmington Deb—whom I rode with all day—is graciously waiting for me.
We rode through small towns, past tidy houses and yards, through forests of maple and beech, and along rock walls that are ubiquitous in New England.
Across the road from our second rest stop (in Francistown), there was this Meeting House (built in 1801)
Typically, Quaker meeting houses don’t have steeples, so I’m not sure why this one does.
The end-of-ride festivities began tonight with a banquet dinner. We each received certificates for having “gone the distance,” and we had an opportunity to say something to the group.
The comments were funny, touching, heart-felt, and full of appreciation.
Here’s Dave’s ride video.
And as proof that we’re still standing, Colrain Bill took this picture last evening. (no haircuts in 7+ weeks)
I like this quote…
“One of the central themes of pilgrimage is internal resilience, the necessity for following a certain star not seen or perceived by anyone else, an internal migration running parallel to the outer road, keeping the journey in the world relevant and true.” — David Whyte.