Day 34, Saturday, August 2.
Wayne, OH to Brunswick, OH
Daily Mileage: 108.23 miles
Total Mileage: 3,097.2 miles
Daily Time on Bike: 6:48 hours
Average Speed: 15.8 mph
Maximum Speed: 33.2 mph
Today, we met up with David's brother, Steve, from Cincinnati. He was driving up to meet us and travel with us for a day or two. As we were wandering the backroads of Ohio, we ran into a road-closed sign. Normally, we bike right through “closed” roads because taking detours only lengthens our journey, and a mile out of our way is another mile we need to bike back. Right before we made our decision to take the detour in case Steve came upon it as well, he pulled up in his car. I’ve never met him before, but it didn't matter. Anyone that either of us knew quickly became like old friends. Steve brought with him a cooler full of Gatorade for us. We unloaded the packs from our bikes for the first time of the trip so we could travel a bit faster and talk about a weird feeling. Having carried twenty-five pounds on the back of my bike and now taking it off makes it feel as though I’m going to tip over any minute. David and I had a lot of fun blasting down the road as Steve drove just ahead of us so that we could draft off of his car.
We amazed Steve with our ability to consume large amounts of food. He couldn't believe how often we stopped to eat and how much we were eating. We had lunch at Subway, now a tired favorite. As we biked through the many small towns of Ohio, Steve was able to get a real feel for the type of things we've been doing all summer.
That evening, we stayed at a Days Inn about twenty miles south of Cleveland. The last couple miles of the day I heard a clanking sound coming from my headset that really worried me. I was afraid my headset had loosened and ovalized—an irreversible problem that occurs when the headset loosens and the fork knocks against it until it becomes oval instead of round. This condition ruins the bike frame and is a pain to deal with because the fork comes loose all of the time.
Steve drove us to the nearest mall for dinner once we showered and changed. We ate at Rio Bravo, another Tex-Mex favorite. Afterwards, we walked the mall and found a Cinnabon—amazing, cinnamony goodness.
(Photo: Steve and David.)
Daily Mileage: 108.23 miles
Total Mileage: 3,097.2 miles
Daily Time on Bike: 6:48 hours
Average Speed: 15.8 mph
Maximum Speed: 33.2 mph
Today, we met up with David's brother, Steve, from Cincinnati. He was driving up to meet us and travel with us for a day or two. As we were wandering the backroads of Ohio, we ran into a road-closed sign. Normally, we bike right through “closed” roads because taking detours only lengthens our journey, and a mile out of our way is another mile we need to bike back. Right before we made our decision to take the detour in case Steve came upon it as well, he pulled up in his car. I’ve never met him before, but it didn't matter. Anyone that either of us knew quickly became like old friends. Steve brought with him a cooler full of Gatorade for us. We unloaded the packs from our bikes for the first time of the trip so we could travel a bit faster and talk about a weird feeling. Having carried twenty-five pounds on the back of my bike and now taking it off makes it feel as though I’m going to tip over any minute. David and I had a lot of fun blasting down the road as Steve drove just ahead of us so that we could draft off of his car.
We amazed Steve with our ability to consume large amounts of food. He couldn't believe how often we stopped to eat and how much we were eating. We had lunch at Subway, now a tired favorite. As we biked through the many small towns of Ohio, Steve was able to get a real feel for the type of things we've been doing all summer.
That evening, we stayed at a Days Inn about twenty miles south of Cleveland. The last couple miles of the day I heard a clanking sound coming from my headset that really worried me. I was afraid my headset had loosened and ovalized—an irreversible problem that occurs when the headset loosens and the fork knocks against it until it becomes oval instead of round. This condition ruins the bike frame and is a pain to deal with because the fork comes loose all of the time.
Steve drove us to the nearest mall for dinner once we showered and changed. We ate at Rio Bravo, another Tex-Mex favorite. Afterwards, we walked the mall and found a Cinnabon—amazing, cinnamony goodness.
(Photo: Steve and David.)
