Saturday. The last day.
It was still a good day's ride, as it was 23 miles to get to George Washington Bridge, where we got our first sight of NYC. In those 23 miles, there were still five good hills to climb, still green and lush, yet so close to the Big Apple. After crossing the bridge, we were in Manhattan. It was still another 15 miles to get to Staten Island Ferry terminal. We rode along the right side of Manhattan, following the Hudson River. A good portion was bike path, filled with other cyclists and joggers. We passed by the new Freedom Tower, but had no time to explore the city. At 11:30 we boarded the ferry.
After the ferry to Staten Island, which is part of NYC, we had a police escort to the beach. After 6 miles we reached the beach, a place where Hurricane Sandy landed nearly a year ago. At the beach we dipped out tires into the ocean. We had made it from sea to sea. It was a very emotional time. Many family and friends were there, including John and Nancy from our church. (They had already arrived the day before and met me at last night's campground. They are bringing me home--thank you for doing that!)
After the short dipping in ceremony, we still had a 10 mile ride to our overnight accommodations. Again this was done with a police escort. That night we had a banquet and a program to mark the end of this journey.
It's hard to believe that I cycled from sea to sea, that it is now over and that I am now home. The last nine weeks have flown by, or should I say cycled by so fast. I have met new friends and was part of a worthy cause--cycling to end poverty. I now have to adjust to life back at home and in ministry.
Thank you for all the support that I have received--financial, emotional, and spiritual. It's been a great ride.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Friday, August 23, 2013
Getting to the Finish Line
Perhaps one more factor on Tuesday's tough day: the wind. As we are heading south from Montreal, we could not expect any tailwind. Instead, we had steady crosswinds, as well as some sections of headwinds. It just added to the challenge.
We are basically following the Hudson Valley into NYC. On Thursday we did just over a 120 kms. It was a little more hilly than Wednesday but also more scenic. The campground had a pool, but we couldn't use it, as it was closer for the season already. Yet, for us, it was our most humid day of trip.
Friday was a shorter day--about 100 kms. But it did have one very good hill in the middle, which took twenty minutes of hard climbing, followed by a quick descent. I am surprised by the green rolling hills around the Hudson Valley.
Tomorrow we will ride into NYC, going through Manhattan, crossing to Staten Island, where we will have the dipping in ceremony. Then it will be over. John and Nancy will be picking me up and before you know it I will be back home.
We are basically following the Hudson Valley into NYC. On Thursday we did just over a 120 kms. It was a little more hilly than Wednesday but also more scenic. The campground had a pool, but we couldn't use it, as it was closer for the season already. Yet, for us, it was our most humid day of trip.
Friday was a shorter day--about 100 kms. But it did have one very good hill in the middle, which took twenty minutes of hard climbing, followed by a quick descent. I am surprised by the green rolling hills around the Hudson Valley.
Tomorrow we will ride into NYC, going through Manhattan, crossing to Staten Island, where we will have the dipping in ceremony. Then it will be over. John and Nancy will be picking me up and before you know it I will be back home.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
New York State
Finally Internet again.
The journey continues into its final week. On Monday we left Quebec and entered into New York State. The border crossing was at a basic country road. It seemed strange to bike up to the border guards, whose main question was: How was I able to get nine weeks off to do this trip. It seemed as if the landscape changed quickly as we left Quebec. In Quebec the roads were flat and in poor condition, but in NY state it became more hilly, but at least the roads improved.
It was a 120 km ride to Ausable Chasm, where we camped. We arrived in time for us to hike the Chasm. We walked around the Chasm and Falls for about two hours (as if we needed the exercise). It was very beautiful and well worth the admission fee.
Tuesday: A tough day
Ontario with its short distances, flat roads and generous hospitality made us soft for today's challenging day. Yes, we endured the rolling hills of Iowa and the mountain passes of Colorado, but today we faced the hills of NY. Today, we climbed 6400 feet, one of our highest days of the trip--though at the end of the day we were at the same elevation as when we started. They may have been short but some were steep. I saw more people walking their bikes up then all the other days combined. The day was also the hottest in two weeks--about 95 on the old scale. The length was just over 130 kms.
Having said that it was a tough day, it was an enjoyable day. The beginning hills were fun, as I even enjoyed the descents on those. The scenery was spectacular--one of the top five days of the trip. The Champlain lake on the left, with the Adirondack hills on the right. The views were great, though my pictures (check out all my pictures at http://johnhenry64.smugmug.com) will not do them justice, nor did I take many of them (didn't want to stop too often on hills). Bonita and I took the one mile detour to take the short ferry ride to Vermont. We quickly took a picture by the sign and got on the same ferry back. (Less than 10 people took this option). The last section was not as spectacular but then we were getting tired to appreciate it. We arrived at camp at 3:30, a campground that was quite run down.
Wednesday: an easier day.
It was back to the three of us riding today (as Joel joined us again). It was a 120 kms to Albany. The route was much flatter than yesterday. The scenery was less impressive, though we passed by the Erie Canal as well as the Hudson River. Our campsite is at YMCA, which has an indoor pool, hot tub and sauna, as well as WiFi! It was great to relax and unwind in the hot tub. It certainly lifted my spirits.
We are beginning to look ahead to the finish line, which is soon upon us. NYC here we come!
The journey continues into its final week. On Monday we left Quebec and entered into New York State. The border crossing was at a basic country road. It seemed strange to bike up to the border guards, whose main question was: How was I able to get nine weeks off to do this trip. It seemed as if the landscape changed quickly as we left Quebec. In Quebec the roads were flat and in poor condition, but in NY state it became more hilly, but at least the roads improved.
It was a 120 km ride to Ausable Chasm, where we camped. We arrived in time for us to hike the Chasm. We walked around the Chasm and Falls for about two hours (as if we needed the exercise). It was very beautiful and well worth the admission fee.
Tuesday: A tough day
Ontario with its short distances, flat roads and generous hospitality made us soft for today's challenging day. Yes, we endured the rolling hills of Iowa and the mountain passes of Colorado, but today we faced the hills of NY. Today, we climbed 6400 feet, one of our highest days of the trip--though at the end of the day we were at the same elevation as when we started. They may have been short but some were steep. I saw more people walking their bikes up then all the other days combined. The day was also the hottest in two weeks--about 95 on the old scale. The length was just over 130 kms.
Having said that it was a tough day, it was an enjoyable day. The beginning hills were fun, as I even enjoyed the descents on those. The scenery was spectacular--one of the top five days of the trip. The Champlain lake on the left, with the Adirondack hills on the right. The views were great, though my pictures (check out all my pictures at http://johnhenry64.smugmug.com) will not do them justice, nor did I take many of them (didn't want to stop too often on hills). Bonita and I took the one mile detour to take the short ferry ride to Vermont. We quickly took a picture by the sign and got on the same ferry back. (Less than 10 people took this option). The last section was not as spectacular but then we were getting tired to appreciate it. We arrived at camp at 3:30, a campground that was quite run down.
Wednesday: an easier day.
It was back to the three of us riding today (as Joel joined us again). It was a 120 kms to Albany. The route was much flatter than yesterday. The scenery was less impressive, though we passed by the Erie Canal as well as the Hudson River. Our campsite is at YMCA, which has an indoor pool, hot tub and sauna, as well as WiFi! It was great to relax and unwind in the hot tub. It certainly lifted my spirits.
We are beginning to look ahead to the finish line, which is soon upon us. NYC here we come!
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Montreal
It was a short 103 km ride from Cornwall to the South shore of Montreal. The route along the river was quite nice. The place where we stayed was the Kahnawake Survival School on the Mohawk reserve on the south shore. The organizers were having a very difficult place finding a spot for us to camp in the area and this was a last minute find. The school was established by the Mohawks after the Quebec government forced French only in the schools in the 1970s. In the reserve, English is spoken along with their native language ( and so traffic signs are in those two languages, not French).
In the late afternoon, I joined six other older men in going to old Montreal. We found a lovely spot to eat a great meal. It was expensive but very enjoyable. Good conversations were had, as well as much laughter. After dinner, we walked around the old port area, taking in the night life. It was a delightful evening.
The next day, Sunday, three buses came to bring us all into Montreal. We worshipped at the Church Of St. Andrew and St. Paul, a Presbyterian church just beside Mc Gill University. The members of the Montreal CRC also joined the congregation. The church was a large historic building and the organ could pump out the volume. At the service I met Josh and Vicky Vanderveen, as well as Pastor Jake.
The buses then were to bring us to the old port part of the city. But traffic was a mess because of a parade. The buses had to turn around. After thirty minutes we were right back where we started. We finally arrived one hour and 12 minutes later. It was very frustrating. We could have walked there faster and seen the city better. It left less than three hours to explore the old section of Montreal. At 5pm, we were bused back to camp. That took 50 minutes.
It was disappointing to waste so much time on the bus. For the first time, I really wanted this ride to be finished. I wanted to get back to my usual routines at home, rather than be subject to the dynamics of a group cycling tour. The end is in sight. Just one more week of biking. It may be a challenging week. After the flat roads of Ontario, we are about to hit the hills of New York State. Tomorrow we cross the border and hopefully that will be smooth sailing.
In the late afternoon, I joined six other older men in going to old Montreal. We found a lovely spot to eat a great meal. It was expensive but very enjoyable. Good conversations were had, as well as much laughter. After dinner, we walked around the old port area, taking in the night life. It was a delightful evening.
The next day, Sunday, three buses came to bring us all into Montreal. We worshipped at the Church Of St. Andrew and St. Paul, a Presbyterian church just beside Mc Gill University. The members of the Montreal CRC also joined the congregation. The church was a large historic building and the organ could pump out the volume. At the service I met Josh and Vicky Vanderveen, as well as Pastor Jake.
The buses then were to bring us to the old port part of the city. But traffic was a mess because of a parade. The buses had to turn around. After thirty minutes we were right back where we started. We finally arrived one hour and 12 minutes later. It was very frustrating. We could have walked there faster and seen the city better. It left less than three hours to explore the old section of Montreal. At 5pm, we were bused back to camp. That took 50 minutes.
It was disappointing to waste so much time on the bus. For the first time, I really wanted this ride to be finished. I wanted to get back to my usual routines at home, rather than be subject to the dynamics of a group cycling tour. The end is in sight. Just one more week of biking. It may be a challenging week. After the flat roads of Ontario, we are about to hit the hills of New York State. Tomorrow we cross the border and hopefully that will be smooth sailing.
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Homecoming
Thursday was a short day--only 83 kms to Brockville. Because we had plenty of time, most of us took a boat tour of the Thousand Islands, from Ganaquoe. It lasted an hour and brought us around the famous Boldt Castle. It was a good break from biking. We still arrived in plenty of time in Brockville, so I walked downtown to Tait's Bakery and enjoyed a herbal tea and cake, while doing some Internet. The Brockville CRC made dinner for us--stomppate and sausage. I got to see Pastor Jack and Jane VandenHoef there.
Friday was a day I was looking forward to for a long time-- biking through home territory. As I got closer to Iroquois, I certainly sped up. The first people I met were Tim and Birgit, at their driveway. As I was greeting Tim, he was introducing himself to me, as if he did not know who I was. He did not recognize me with my new beard and cycling gear. He was not the only one who had to look twice today to recognize me. I met a few more at Iroquois and then the big crowd in Morrisburg. It was good to see so many people from church, some of my ministerial colleagues, as well as some community people at the Playhouse. I stayed there for over an hour. But eventually I had to move on. After all, I had to get to Cornwall. I managed to catch up to my biking partners and we took the bike trail into Cornwall.
Lindsey picked me for the open house and potluck at the church. It was good to see even more people that night. I didn't have time to talk fully with everyone but your presence was an encouragement to me. Brent took me back to camp, where he met some riders from his trip in 08.
I decided not to enter my house, let alone sleep there that night. I needed to have the same routine on Saturday. I was also concerned that if I was home, I might not want to get back to camp. Home will be there, when the tour ends. That's in just over a week. It's hard to believe we are coming to the finish line.
I want to thank all those who were involved in setting up the welcome in Morrisburg. My fellow cyclists certainly appreciated it, as did I. The churches in Ontario have indeed been very hospitable. Thank you also to those involved in the potluck that night. It all reinforces the fact that I have a strong community supporting me in this journey. I could not have done it without your support and encouragement. Thank you again.
Friday was a day I was looking forward to for a long time-- biking through home territory. As I got closer to Iroquois, I certainly sped up. The first people I met were Tim and Birgit, at their driveway. As I was greeting Tim, he was introducing himself to me, as if he did not know who I was. He did not recognize me with my new beard and cycling gear. He was not the only one who had to look twice today to recognize me. I met a few more at Iroquois and then the big crowd in Morrisburg. It was good to see so many people from church, some of my ministerial colleagues, as well as some community people at the Playhouse. I stayed there for over an hour. But eventually I had to move on. After all, I had to get to Cornwall. I managed to catch up to my biking partners and we took the bike trail into Cornwall.
Lindsey picked me for the open house and potluck at the church. It was good to see even more people that night. I didn't have time to talk fully with everyone but your presence was an encouragement to me. Brent took me back to camp, where he met some riders from his trip in 08.
I decided not to enter my house, let alone sleep there that night. I needed to have the same routine on Saturday. I was also concerned that if I was home, I might not want to get back to camp. Home will be there, when the tour ends. That's in just over a week. It's hard to believe we are coming to the finish line.
I want to thank all those who were involved in setting up the welcome in Morrisburg. My fellow cyclists certainly appreciated it, as did I. The churches in Ontario have indeed been very hospitable. Thank you also to those involved in the potluck that night. It all reinforces the fact that I have a strong community supporting me in this journey. I could not have done it without your support and encouragement. Thank you again.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Getting closer to home
Tuesday and Wednesday's rides are getting me closer to home.
Tuesday was a 132 km ride from Ajax to Trenton. It was a longer day, taking from 7:30 to 3:30. The main reason for that was the three church stops along the way. Each church put on some food, including sloppy joes at the second and even olibolen at the third. It's a good thing we are biking so much given the amount of food we are eating. We also eat great at night. We got a touch of rain in the afternoon, but otherwise it was a nice day. We stayed at Trenton Christian School, where I found a nice quite place to sleep.
Wednesday was a 114 ride from Trenton to Kingston, going through Bloomfield and Picton, an area south of the 401, i had never been before. We made a stop at "lake on the mountain" park, where a small lake sits above the bay below. We had to use the ferry to continue on the Loyalist parkway. Another church stop today. About 30 kms from the end, my biking partners, Bonita and Joel, and I stopped for a quick swim. At supper tonight, members from the two Kingston churches brought salad and dessert.
Looking ahead to Friday, I am aiming to bike through Iroquois at 9:30 and Morrisburg at 10. But this is subject to change, depending on departure time, wind, flats and how long I stay at stops. I need to be in Cornwall and ready to leave for the open house at the church for 4pm. We'll see how the day goes.
Tuesday was a 132 km ride from Ajax to Trenton. It was a longer day, taking from 7:30 to 3:30. The main reason for that was the three church stops along the way. Each church put on some food, including sloppy joes at the second and even olibolen at the third. It's a good thing we are biking so much given the amount of food we are eating. We also eat great at night. We got a touch of rain in the afternoon, but otherwise it was a nice day. We stayed at Trenton Christian School, where I found a nice quite place to sleep.
Wednesday was a 114 ride from Trenton to Kingston, going through Bloomfield and Picton, an area south of the 401, i had never been before. We made a stop at "lake on the mountain" park, where a small lake sits above the bay below. We had to use the ferry to continue on the Loyalist parkway. Another church stop today. About 30 kms from the end, my biking partners, Bonita and Joel, and I stopped for a quick swim. At supper tonight, members from the two Kingston churches brought salad and dessert.
Looking ahead to Friday, I am aiming to bike through Iroquois at 9:30 and Morrisburg at 10. But this is subject to change, depending on departure time, wind, flats and how long I stay at stops. I need to be in Cornwall and ready to leave for the open house at the church for 4pm. We'll see how the day goes.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Relaxing at Redeemer...
Yes, time to write again.
It was a very relaxing time at Redeemer College. It was a very short ride from Woodland Christian School (in Breslau) to Redeemer. We arrived before noon. There was I greeted by an old friend, Mary Ann. She brought me to her house, where I could catch up with her husband, Ken. They lend me Mary Ann's mother's car ( who was in BC and so not using it.) It was great to have some wheels. I used the opportunity to take the Stehouwer's boys to Niagara Falls. the youngest two had not seen it before. It was a great escape.
The highlight on Sunday was the Celebration service. The auditorium was full (about a thousand people). Afterwards, I got to meet some old seminary friends from years ago. In addition, Ralph and Marge were also there. We also spent some time together.
It was a relaxing weekend. But Monday meant back on the bikes. We biked from Ancaster to Ajax, going through Toronto. Though it was only 122 kms, it took from 7:30 to 3:30 to complete--slower than usual. That's because of many lights, a couple of times of trying to fins out way through the trails and construction detours in Toronto, as well as just enjoying the ride. It is remarkable to think that we crossed the GTA by bikes.
Monday night we are staying in Ajax. The local MPP came and presented plaques to the three riders from Ajax, as well as to the local CRC pastor, speaking highly of the work of the church in this community.
I want to thank everyone for the many birthday greetings I received today. I look forward to seeing many of the congregation on Friday.
It was a very relaxing time at Redeemer College. It was a very short ride from Woodland Christian School (in Breslau) to Redeemer. We arrived before noon. There was I greeted by an old friend, Mary Ann. She brought me to her house, where I could catch up with her husband, Ken. They lend me Mary Ann's mother's car ( who was in BC and so not using it.) It was great to have some wheels. I used the opportunity to take the Stehouwer's boys to Niagara Falls. the youngest two had not seen it before. It was a great escape.
The highlight on Sunday was the Celebration service. The auditorium was full (about a thousand people). Afterwards, I got to meet some old seminary friends from years ago. In addition, Ralph and Marge were also there. We also spent some time together.
It was a relaxing weekend. But Monday meant back on the bikes. We biked from Ancaster to Ajax, going through Toronto. Though it was only 122 kms, it took from 7:30 to 3:30 to complete--slower than usual. That's because of many lights, a couple of times of trying to fins out way through the trails and construction detours in Toronto, as well as just enjoying the ride. It is remarkable to think that we crossed the GTA by bikes.
Monday night we are staying in Ajax. The local MPP came and presented plaques to the three riders from Ajax, as well as to the local CRC pastor, speaking highly of the work of the church in this community.
I want to thank everyone for the many birthday greetings I received today. I look forward to seeing many of the congregation on Friday.
Thursday, August 8, 2013
Coming Home
These last two days are kind of a coming home.
On Wednesday we crossed the border back home to Canada. It was a day that started off with rain--a heavy thunderstorm to be more accurate. Fifteen minutes after we left, police came to camp to advise people to wait out the storm. But we were already on the road. The three of us passed a whole group that had stopped at McDonalds and at another cafe. We continued on and arrived first at the first SAG stop (a first for me). Slowly the rain stopped and by the time we reached the ferry the sun was out. We arrived there at 11 am. I had another breakfast. At noon, we started to cross. The border crossing went very smoothly. At the other side, a group of people welcomed us into Canada, with goodies and Tim Horton's coffee. We continued to Sarnia where we made a quick detour to see the bridge. At the school the local community put on a wonderful meal for us. It was a great welcome back to Canada. (Altogether it was a 128 kms.)
On Thursday I came to my hometown. Before Strathroy, a sister in law, my niece and two great nephews stopped along the road to cheer me on. I then left my biking partners to go and visit my mom (whose condition is deteriorating). While there one of my sisters stopped by for a visit. I continued further to visit my brother, another brother was also there. I biked to London on my own, surprised that I could cross most of the city by bike path. At the Christian high school, I was meet with more visitors--an aunt and uncle, a sister and two of her kids, as well as a couple from Williamsburg. The latter took me out to dinner. (Today's ride was a 113 kms.)
It was two good days of coming home.
On Wednesday we crossed the border back home to Canada. It was a day that started off with rain--a heavy thunderstorm to be more accurate. Fifteen minutes after we left, police came to camp to advise people to wait out the storm. But we were already on the road. The three of us passed a whole group that had stopped at McDonalds and at another cafe. We continued on and arrived first at the first SAG stop (a first for me). Slowly the rain stopped and by the time we reached the ferry the sun was out. We arrived there at 11 am. I had another breakfast. At noon, we started to cross. The border crossing went very smoothly. At the other side, a group of people welcomed us into Canada, with goodies and Tim Horton's coffee. We continued to Sarnia where we made a quick detour to see the bridge. At the school the local community put on a wonderful meal for us. It was a great welcome back to Canada. (Altogether it was a 128 kms.)
On Thursday I came to my hometown. Before Strathroy, a sister in law, my niece and two great nephews stopped along the road to cheer me on. I then left my biking partners to go and visit my mom (whose condition is deteriorating). While there one of my sisters stopped by for a visit. I continued further to visit my brother, another brother was also there. I biked to London on my own, surprised that I could cross most of the city by bike path. At the Christian high school, I was meet with more visitors--an aunt and uncle, a sister and two of her kids, as well as a couple from Williamsburg. The latter took me out to dinner. (Today's ride was a 113 kms.)
It was two good days of coming home.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Crossing Michigan
On Monday morning, after breakfast, at 7am, we gathered for a short prayer led by Calvin College's chaplain. Then we were off. It was a short 106 km ride (as I now have a new bike computer to keep track of distance and speed.) It also keeps track of temperature. We started off cool: 53 degrees. It only reached 71 as a high, as well as cloudy. By 12:15 we were at Sleepy Hollow State Park. In the afternoon, I went for an hour plus hike on the trails in the park. It was too cool for a swim.
On Tuesday, it was a 124 km ride to Imlay City. Again, it was cloudy and cool. At the 80 km mark it started to rain and continued to rain for next hour plus. Tonight I am sleeping inside, as it might rain again. Tomorrow will be an exciting day, as we get to cross the border into Canada.
On Tuesday, it was a 124 km ride to Imlay City. Again, it was cloudy and cool. At the 80 km mark it started to rain and continued to rain for next hour plus. Tonight I am sleeping inside, as it might rain again. Tomorrow will be an exciting day, as we get to cross the border into Canada.
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Grand Rapids
Saturday was a short ride from Holland and Grand Rapids--35 miles to where we gathered for lunch at Calvin CRC. There were more locals along the way, cheering us on and offering refreshments. At 12:30 we all paraded together to Calvin College.
I just relaxed for the afternoon. After supper, provided by Calvin College, I went with a few of the Sethouwers to downtown and walked along the river. In my two years when I was in seminary I never ventured to the downtown. But then twenty five years ago, downtown was not the happening place as it is now.
On Sunday I attended worship at Woodlawn CRC, on the Calvin Campus. We went back to Calvin CRC for lunch. At 5pm, we had a major celebration service at the Fieldhouse. We walked in with our bikes on the second level and left them along the railings and then joined the worshippers on the main level. Over thirty new bikers joined us, making us a much larger group.
I just relaxed for the afternoon. After supper, provided by Calvin College, I went with a few of the Sethouwers to downtown and walked along the river. In my two years when I was in seminary I never ventured to the downtown. But then twenty five years ago, downtown was not the happening place as it is now.
On Sunday I attended worship at Woodlawn CRC, on the Calvin Campus. We went back to Calvin CRC for lunch. At 5pm, we had a major celebration service at the Fieldhouse. We walked in with our bikes on the second level and left them along the railings and then joined the worshippers on the main level. Over thirty new bikers joined us, making us a much larger group.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Into Michigan
I thought the next day should be shorter but it wasn't. It was still over140 kms. It means that in the last four days we did 600 kms. No wonder my body is a little sore. But Thursday was a wonderful ride, despite the length. We rode from Illinois through Indiana and into Michigan. There were good stretches of a beautiful bike trail, with shaded trees and sunlight piercing through. Then we came to Lake Michigan and followed it for a long whole. It made me miss the opportunities of swimming this summer. We camped at Benton Harbour, one of the poorest communities in America. Bikes had to be stored inside and nothing left outside, because of concerns over theft. But I had a good night sleep in my tent.
Friday was a 100 km ride to Holland. It rained for the first three hours, but then cleared up. At one point, I had to turn around, because of a missed turn. My tire got off the pavement and got stuck in the muddy shoulder. I fell off the bike and did a summersault. I was okay as well as my bike, though the bike and I were dirty. But unfortunately the camera in my camel pack did not appreciate being rolled over. The lens got pressed in and the camera would not work. As a result, I had to buy a new one once I got to Holland.
That's too bad because we made a stop just before Holland, where the first CRC was established. The church had a museum in the basement, as well, the original log church stood opposite the newer church. I'll have to use some pictures from my fellow riders.
The short ride meant we were in Holland by 12:30, allowing time to shop, relax and enjoy some R&R. We are staying in Hope College dorms. I have the room to myself, so hopefully I should get a good night's rest.
Friday was a 100 km ride to Holland. It rained for the first three hours, but then cleared up. At one point, I had to turn around, because of a missed turn. My tire got off the pavement and got stuck in the muddy shoulder. I fell off the bike and did a summersault. I was okay as well as my bike, though the bike and I were dirty. But unfortunately the camera in my camel pack did not appreciate being rolled over. The lens got pressed in and the camera would not work. As a result, I had to buy a new one once I got to Holland.
That's too bad because we made a stop just before Holland, where the first CRC was established. The church had a museum in the basement, as well, the original log church stood opposite the newer church. I'll have to use some pictures from my fellow riders.
The short ride meant we were in Holland by 12:30, allowing time to shop, relax and enjoy some R&R. We are staying in Hope College dorms. I have the room to myself, so hopefully I should get a good night's rest.
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