September 22: Morristown OH to Follansbee WV; 52 miles
Morning view over the Ohio River Valley This morning fall was definitely in the air. After the light show last night (thunder and lightening and some decent rain) the temp had dropped considerably. Pete and I set off, leaving Betsy at our cool AirBnB loft, trying to make some final reservations for the end of our trip. The start was very similar to Betsy’s and my ride the day before, meaning lots of hills and dales, through fields and woods and (truth be told) lots of run-down houses with a plethora of junk cars in the yards. We were seeing the under-belly of the US. There is poverty here for sure. But lots of natural beauty as well. At one point, after seeing a “detour” sign, we cruised down a hill, and looked up – and up – and up – at the next (really BIG) hill, and Pete said “Wait a minute. That hill was not noted on the map.” So, we stopped and studied the map for a bit and tried to access Googlemaps (of course there was no coverage when we needed it!) In the end, we ...