After a good nights rest at last second accommodations, I was up before the sun and ready to ride. I had to be up before the sun because my host Stephen ( who graciously hosted me at the 11th hour) and I were heading north on 40. Him to work and me to Delaware. We rode for just under 10 miles to where he works. But not before we stopped into the Boulevard Bistro for breakfast.

 Stephen had gone over some route options with me the night before. I had the choice of taking the strait shot up 40 with a bridge that can’t be crossed by bicycle. (There’s a bus that runs occasionally or you can beg for a ride from someone with a truck)  Or the choice of going back west and hitting highway 1 to cross the Susquehanna river  and then head back east. I chose option 2.  It was extra miles, but it was the sure bet. On highway 1 there was a nice wide shoulder with plenty of room for a bicycle and car until the dam where it narrowed. I was forces to ride in the middle of the lane to prevent people from trying to squeeze past without enough room to safely do so. ( If you ever see an idiot cyclist in the middle of the road it’s probably  because they are trying to be safe. Please be patient )

Enjoy this photo of the Susquehanna river. Wait. I didn’t have time to take the dam picture.

After crossing the river I turned east towards the town of Rising Sun.

Where’s the house?

After I realized the house of the Rising Sun was in New Orleans I kept pedaling towards Newark, Delaware. I stopped into Wooden Wheels bicycle shop and the guys there gave me direction to the nearest campground. Unfortunately, it was 15 miles south of town and I wanted to be going north. Oh well. It was an out of the way kinda day. I arrived at Lums Pond State park in Delaware and was extremely disappointed to find out they had no hiker/biker rate. I paid $34 to stay the night. (Roughly a dollar a mosquito bite) I sent an email to Delaware state parks department to let them know about hiker/biker rates that other states have.
I also left my flip flops at the park. (Idiot)  So it cost me a grand total of $34 and  a pair of flip flops.

The next morning I ran into a few guys from the Wooden Wheels team out training. They were very friendly and made sure I was doing ok out on the road.
The next morning I ran into a few guys from the Wooden Wheels team out training. They were very friendly and made sure I was doing ok out on the road.