That's right, we're alive. I understand that there may be some doubts about our well-being after having gone almost our entire trip without a single post, but we are well. We have pictures as proof, though we haven't got the hardware necessary to post them. We're in Harper's Ferry, WV, or thereabouts, and are now back on schedule after falling a day behind early in the trip. After camping tonight, we'll ride tomorrow into Washington, DC.
Everybody was happy to stay in the Harper's Ferry hostel after camping every night since we left Pittsburgh on the 9th. A few of us missed camping out, but for many of us the combination of taking a hot shower and sleeping in a soft bed was long overdue!
We're all enjoying the riding and the sense of accomplishment that comes with finishing our long days, even when those days are over the bumpiest, dirtiest sections of the trail or when we're climbing up long, steep Appalachian hills to get to the nearest grocery store.
We've been rafting, seen Frank Lloyd Wright's Fallingwater house, crossed the Eastern Continental Divide, pushed our bikes up ridiculous hills, tended wounds, fixed almost everything that can go wrong with our bikes, swam in the Potomac and the Yough, eaten lots of PB&J's, seen lots of wildlife, and have all grown incredibly close. It's hard to believe it, but our trip is winding down and we've only a few days left. It is only now, so close to Washington, that we're talking about the end of the trip. One of our trekkers, Nathan, has an especially appropriate quote: we're not counting the days, we're making the days count.
