39 miles :: trip total 135 miles
Pacer Inn, 256 S. Sandusky
A cool, hazy morning ride along farm roads with wonderful farm vistas,
farm houses with porch swings on broad front porches
and the corn, soybeans and grain crops stretching far brought us to Yutzy's Farm Market.
Karen Weaver walked up while we were snacking, stating that she had passed us on the road a mile or so back. Karen said that this area was predominantly Mennonite now, the Amish having moved elsewhere when the farming community became too modern. But what Karen really wanted to know was our age. After we told her she stated, " Guess it's time for me to get started."
Along the route a bit further, a
man waited, stopped us, wanted to chat a bit; he had also just passed us. Dick Smith has
done lots of cycle touring over his 79 years and regrets that, while his younger family members used to enjoy cycling as well, there is now
no one to ride regularly with him. 
He is headed in a few days down the Ohio/Erie Trail and plans to celebrate his 80th birthday riding 80 miles. He had ridden many of the roads we would follow today.
He is headed in a few days down the Ohio/Erie Trail and plans to celebrate his 80th birthday riding 80 miles. He had ridden many of the roads we would follow today.
As our route passed thru the
X-urbs, built on sold farmland outside of Columbus, Jay V. passed us with
speed on his electric recumbent tadpole tricycle; he then stopped a bit ahead to
talk. In the 90s, Jay trained with the national cycling team at
the Olympic Training Center in Colorado Springs. He lives in this area
and gave us his phone number in case we needed a pick up in
his van. Nice to have a contingency plan!
And
then
the loud singing of cicadas began as we had a picnic in the
Jerome Township park. Later, several flew into my dark glasses and a large
one targeted Bob's nose.
We found some roller-coaster hills and plenty
of curvy roads today.
As we arrived in Delaware, we rode through the large
Delaware Cemetery.
and by the Ohio Wesleyan Campus.
Delaware Cemetery.
and by the Ohio Wesleyan Campus.
After check-in at our motel, some rest, and a shower we road our unencumbered bicycles the short distance downtown; had a fine dinner at the Old Bag of
Nails pub. (There must be a story about that name, but we did not hear it.)
Route Notes: We continued on Adventure Cycling's Underground Railroad route, but along roads rather than trails. The route worked well.
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