NIAGARA FALLS
I reached Niagara Fall New York. I rode the Erie Canal until it got boring about seventy miles.
I rode a while with a local man, one of those special people without a filter. He had an old rusty Huffy bicycle that needed a lot of work. I made a few adjustments to make it ridable. He was ready to ride with me to the coast but his mom talked him out of it. We rode a mile or two to the rail road tracks where he told his mom he would stop and said goodbye.
I asked a guy working in a parking garage about motels. He was very interested in what I was doing. After I arrived home he emailed me several times to tell me he was building a touring rig and planing his own adventure.
I found a motel owned by an Indian woman, go figure. She made a big fuss about how I looked. She wanted to put me in an Indie movie. She gave me a room for $25 and invited me to eat with there family. She was actually a movie producer and showed me a few she produced. I was flattered, had a cheap room, home cooked meal but I never heard from her again.
I
am a little thin but I've reached a new level of fitness and toughness. I can
ride all day, eat anything, sleep anywhere, and stink up the finest restaurants.
I maybe black listed from Sizzler because I eat too much, but I do cook my own
meals, well mostly.
Niagara Falls was more then I expected. On to Lake Ontario.
