Another crossroads but this one is a bit more modest in its claim to fame.
An old farm house.
The Outdoor Store has a very unique mailbox.
It was just pretty.
An especially nice example of the barns in this part of New York.
Our first Finger Lake - Canandaigua.
Those are houseboats behind Doug.
Finger Lake #2 - Seneca. This one is VERY long - over 25 miles.
This bike shop was recommended to us by a biker that had passed us just as we were getting into Geneva. We had them change our brakepads and one of Doug's derailluer cables.
This was hanging just above the mechanic's work area.
There was a bike path for a ways along the lakefront that took us to Seneca Lake State Park.
This water feature had all sorts of whimsical fountains. Everyone was having a great time.
The third Waterloo of our trip. This one is the Birthplace of Memorial Day and this is the museum about Memorial Day. We didn't stop as we were a little unsure of our accomodations for the night, it was late afternoon and it was the Saturday of Labor Day weekend, not a good combination.
We did find a motel just east of Seneca Falls with a vacancy. No microwave so the corn got boiled tonight to go along with our delivered-to-the-door pizza.
September 2 - We went back into Seneca Falls for breakfast and to visit the Women Rights National Historic Park.
This wall contained the whole Declaration of Sentiments and a list of the people that signed it. It is a little hard to see but there is water running down the face of this wall ... our very gentle sound for the day.
This is what is left of the Wesleyan Chapel, also known as "The Great Light House" in 1848 when the first Women's Rights Convention was held.
This is just one in a whole street of ornate older homes along Highway 20 in Seneca Falls.
We had 4 hills between Skaneateles, where we had lunch, and Cazenovia, where we stopped for the night, where we had to get off and walk our bikes. First time this whole trip.
The last of the Pompey Hills. We didn't even pretend to try riding up this one. The picture doesn't really seem as steep as it did in real life. We didn't get to our motel until 7 pm - hot, tired, hungry, and pretty discouraged. The next day we talked to a motorcyclist who said that even they have trouble with this hill. The road followed a Native American trail and had never been re-routed.
September 3 - The hills today are more forgiving for which we were very grateful and hope returned of actually being able to make it to Boston.
Need some shutters?
Wind farm New York-style
Not much left of this house. It was only a few feet from the road but so hidden by the vegetation that we almost missed it. We actually had some relatively flat terrain today and finished up the day early in Richfield Springs doing laundry and continuing our recovery from the Pompey Hills.
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