Today was my longest day of riding, and there isn’t too much to talk about because I spent most of the day just pushing the pedals.
While packing up camp, a couple different groups of people came to talk to me about my trip, and they were pretty impressed. I think I am finally making it to the point where I’m not just another person coming up the trail — instead people take me as more of a long distance touring cyclist.
I made a couple wrong turns on my way to connect to the Ohio-Erie canal, but I was always headed the right direction so it wasn’t too big of a deal. I really should get a compass though — at one point yesterday I found myself going southeast instead of northwest because I was surrounded by trees and couldn’t see the sun.
Along the trail there were a few points where I had to take detours for a few miles before connecting back to the trail, and for one of them a local cyclist was kind enough to point me in the direction of a shorter detour to save me a couple of miles.
Most of my day today was on the Ohio-Erie canal as I headed north towards a suburb of Cleveland. Towards the end of the day I connected to a parkway that was frequented by cyclists, I probably saw at least three dozen road cyclists, so all of the drivers were accustomed to it and did not get impatient or angry.
I arrived at my uncle’s house at 8:30 and ate a late dinner. I’ll be here for at least one and possibly two rest days so don’t expect too many updates.