As I left Rhode Island I was greeted by numerous more hills that rolled through the state of Connecticut. I was warned of this by some cyclists in the Boston area as I left. While the hills are not always tortuous like they once were, they are a constant workout. I was pleased to find a rail-trail I was able to use for about 15 miles. While I did have one long, gradual climb over the last half of the trail, it took out the numerous hills I would've had had I stayed on the highways. It was a crushed gravel trail, but well maintained and easy to ride. I just had to keep an eye out for washouts. The trail caused me to not even realize I was near population centers and blotted out the sounds of the passing cars, giving me an even more relaxing ride. It then spat me out on a highway, not far from a tri-city area. The trouble with this was it was 4:30 and the beginning of rush hour. I rode the sidewalk a lot more than usual and came to a bridge at the perfect time to need to take the sidewalk so as not to make too many drivers mad and to keep my calmness during riding.
I made it through town and took a back highway to another nearby town. Once out of the tri-city suburbs I was greeted by a narrow, winding, two lane road with hardly any traffic, just off the freeway but enshrouded by so many trees I barely heard the occasional semi roll by. I then made it into town and had to find a motel since campgrounds are barely existent, poorly maintained, and often overpriced out here. With a coupon I was able to get a high quality room for half price and relax in a night of luxury, wheeling my bike through their elegant, business guest tailored decor. I then relaxed for the evening and caught up on the journaling I have recently been neglecting.
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Glad you are enjoying state 49! Praying for a strong finish for you!
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