The past week has been hard to get through. A series of warm September days with blue skies, and me with a bike that's still not in my garage.
Since my phone call to Peter last week, my evenings have been spent paging through the Pennsylvania Gazetteer. I was looking for the back roads from Lititz to State College. Roads that I haven't seen since my grandparents would drive me from my mother's house in Columbia to my father's in Pleasant Gap on the third weekend of each month. Roads that we stopped taking after the interstates were completed. Roads I barely remember.
I pick up the bike tomorrow.