September 21: Zanesville to Barnesville 50.7 miles, 2848 ft elevation climb 🥵

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Today we had a lovely ride out on country roads, no shoulder, but almost no traffic.  The hills were challenging.  The inclines steep.  In one place there was a 9% grade.  Did I mention that we climbed really steep hills today?  We were, of course, rewarded with lovely and quite fast descents!

So today I was thinking about signs, signals and omens.  The picture above shows a sign that tomorrow
really is the first day of Fall.





People in upstate NY believe that the amount of brown on a wooly bear signals the temperatures of the upcoming winter. 


I guess that maybe the wooly bears are not in agreement this year.


Lisa and I agreed that this sign was an omen about the amount of truck traffic on Salem Road today.  We only needed to jump off the road twice!



This usually means that Lisa is about to be bitten or stung by an insect.  Today it meant that she was about to take a photo.



Churches signal that a village is just around the bend.  Or that a cemetery is nearby.

This photo lets you know that you are no longer in the western states.



This indicates that you are.  In the west.


I'm really not sure what Pete's noodle indicates in it's current state.


This is the signal that it's time to rack the bikes, we've had enough for one day...........

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