On day 4 we rode our bikes for approximately 46 miles or so and stopped to camp at Turtle Run. The campsite should have been called centipede run because there were centipede's running throughout the grass.
Eeek!
Plainoldkristi enjoying her coffee and chatting with me and
Nekee on the other balcony.
On this day, we woke up refreshed and anxious to jump back on our bikes and start pedaling. But first, we enjoyed a cup of hot coffee on the balcony of our rooms.
Plainoldkristi and her husband were in the room next door so we were able to talk to each other from our balconies.
Plainoldkristi and her husband.
The Potomac.
After reaching
Harpers Ferry,
Plainoldkristi and her husband unloaded their bikes and hauled them up a flight of stairs to go visit the historic town of
Harpers Ferry.
Nekee and I decided to continue on our way to Point of Rocks to meet up with a wonderful friend who offered to meet us on the trail, bring us to her house, and fix us lunch. We were also able to wash our clothes while we were there.
The super nice friend making us delicious chicken salad sandwiches with pasta salad. The lunch was great, and I absolutely fell in love with her children. Both of them have such great personalities and are quite intelligent also.
Funny, smart, and cute kids. They were vicious pirates on this particular day and were really excited to show me and
Nekee their pirate ship that their father built for them.
After lunch and a visit, the friend took us back to the trail, we said our goodbyes, and started back on our journey. Meanwhile,
Plainoldkristi and her husband finished their visit at
Hapers Ferry, biked to Point of Rocks, ate their chicken salad sandwich (which was dropped off to them)on the trail and continued on to the designated campsite.
After
Harpers Ferry, the trail became quite nasty. Lots of mud, broken branches, and ruts. Somehow, we managed to miss the rain and bad weather. Patiently and carefully riding our bikes, we were able to stay upright despite the numerous times we fish tailed through the mud. At some points the path became nice again like in the picture above. This part of the trail actually made me think of the Bayou.
Nekee barely missed running over a black snake stretched across the path.
A beaver's lodge.
When arriving at our campsite, Turtle Run,
Plainoldkristi and her husband were setting up camp and informed us of the icky little centipedes crawling through the grass. Somehow, we were too tired to care very much. We managed to find a comfortable location for our tent (
Plainoldkristi's website gives good details about this process), and set up camp for the night. On this night we did have a man and his teenage son share the campsite with us. They were quite friendly and pleasant. We enjoyed their company and discovered that the teenage son had just returned from a trip to New Orleans.
Plainoldkristi building the camp fire. This was her nightly ritual.
Plainoldkristi enjoying her coffee and chatting with me and Nekee on the other balcony.
On this day, we woke up refreshed and anxious to jump back on our bikes and start pedaling. But first, we enjoyed a cup of hot coffee on the balcony of our rooms. Plainoldkristi and her husband were in the room next door so we were able to talk to each other from our balconies.
Plainoldkristi and her husband.
The Potomac.
After reaching Harpers Ferry, Plainoldkristi and her husband unloaded their bikes and hauled them up a flight of stairs to go visit the historic town of Harpers Ferry. Nekee and I decided to continue on our way to Point of Rocks to meet up with a wonderful friend who offered to meet us on the trail, bring us to her house, and fix us lunch. We were also able to wash our clothes while we were there.
The super nice friend making us delicious chicken salad sandwiches with pasta salad. The lunch was great, and I absolutely fell in love with her children. Both of them have such great personalities and are quite intelligent also.
Funny, smart, and cute kids. They were vicious pirates on this particular day and were really excited to show me and Nekee their pirate ship that their father built for them.
After lunch and a visit, the friend took us back to the trail, we said our goodbyes, and started back on our journey. Meanwhile, Plainoldkristi and her husband finished their visit at Hapers Ferry, biked to Point of Rocks, ate their chicken salad sandwich (which was dropped off to them)on the trail and continued on to the designated campsite.
After Harpers Ferry, the trail became quite nasty. Lots of mud, broken branches, and ruts. Somehow, we managed to miss the rain and bad weather. Patiently and carefully riding our bikes, we were able to stay upright despite the numerous times we fish tailed through the mud. At some points the path became nice again like in the picture above. This part of the trail actually made me think of the Bayou. Nekee barely missed running over a black snake stretched across the path.
A beaver's lodge.
When arriving at our campsite, Turtle Run, Plainoldkristi and her husband were setting up camp and informed us of the icky little centipedes crawling through the grass. Somehow, we were too tired to care very much. We managed to find a comfortable location for our tent (Plainoldkristi's website gives good details about this process), and set up camp for the night. On this night we did have a man and his teenage son share the campsite with us. They were quite friendly and pleasant. We enjoyed their company and discovered that the teenage son had just returned from a trip to New Orleans.
Plainoldkristi building the camp fire. This was her nightly ritual.
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