We got to Joe’s and were met by a sensational response. While I was busy taking things off the bikes and moving them to somewhere C was met by Joe who took her inside to his mum who lived downstairs from him. C, in her typically British way, apologised for her still somewhat teary state. Joe assured her that all was OK and then his mum apparentlytook over.
After I’d come down from moving everything upstairs and getting a cup of coffee I saw C with icepacks on her hip, surrounded by
Having another pretty short day ahead of us I decided to sleep in until 9. It was glorious to wake up in a motel room and not have to worry about any kind of cleaning up after myself. C had been up for a while reading wikipedia for even more things to do in Buffalo than Amy had mentioned. She was really excited to hear that the Martin House was in town. I was told that it was a really famous Frank Lloyd Wright building and that
We made it in to Springville and tried to work out how we’d find somewhere to stay. The fire station and sheriff’s office were in the middle of town but there were a lot of churches on the way in so we figured we’d see if we could get lucky like we had in McClellanville and stay in a fellowship hall. Being a Friday we weren’t sure how many would have services on, but we figured it was worth a shot. It definitely was!
We saw a Methodist church which had a few vehicles in
A relaxing morning was what the doctor called for and so we hung out at Sarah + Graham’s place. We had arranged to head over to Houghton College to meet Graham for the buffet breakfast, which at staff rates would be a great start to the day. We arrived only to find that we had missed it, but if we were to wait a couple of hours could have the supposedly superior lunch buffet. We only had 30-40 miles to ride so the choice was easy, back to the house to hang out until lunch time.
We had definitely got more used to sleeping while camping as, even though there was a thunder storm, I only woke up once. The biggest downside was that I hadn’t closed the entrance properly, so the things I’d put in my porch area got pretty wet. It also meant that we had damp tents and it’s always better to pack them away dry if possible. Thankfully, with our slow to Toronto plan, we only had 25 miles of riding ahead of us. That meant that there was no problem leaving them up