Apparently there has been some concern, but I assure you all I am still alive and in good health. Even my knee pain has all but disappeared, and my riding improved tremendously, since I raised the seat on my bike by about an inch and a half.
Greg and I had a hell of a time getting to the city. We were hit with heavy rain for all of the second day, plus the bike route we were on led us ten miles in the wrong direction before we realized we should turn back. To add insult to injury, I got a flat and had to replace my front tube. The next day was more rain and another huge detour, but this one was at least going in vaguely the right direction, through the beautiful Catskills National Park. We stopped at an organic health food store, incongruously situated in Downsville, just as they were closing, and the proprietress graciously offered us crash space for the night on the back porch.
The next day we made it as far as Monticello, but with all the delays we wouldn’t have made it to the city in time had we not got a ride from Monticello to Suffern, courtesy of a friend of Greg who was also on her way into the city. From there, yesterday, we biked the remaining 75km into the city – across the George Washington Bridge and down the trail on the west side – and I barely made it in time for the full moon gathering at the Chapel of Sacred Mirrors.
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