Someone’s Hometown

Made it to Doylestown with time to spare. It’s cool and the sunlight poking through all the hardwoods’ thick leaves. Won’t be long till those start coming down, but for now things are green. The marquee at Puck Live has a big, anonymous “singer-songwriter” posting for tonight. Looks like a nice place, but there are no bike racks.

Everyone is in good spirits. A few days off in Philly confused our rhythm of riding. We’ve got it back now, which is a good thing cause land is really rolling out here. Kind of like Kentucky.