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We started our morning at Rondout Valley Campground where we spent the night after doing laundry and taking leisurely showers. Again, it’s part of our Thousand Trails membership so it only cost $3. My budget loves that! We had ridden from the New Paltz BMX track to the campground and stopped at a few places but none of them sold the camp fuel we needed to run our Primus stove. We gave up and bought hoagies and had a cold dinner, which still tasted great.
We left the campground by 7am and rode down to the bakery we had stopped at during our last campground stay and found that they were closed on Mondays. We hopped onto 209 South, my new favorite road! In a few miles, we came across the Rainbow Diner and stopped. Frankenbutt and I went in since he had to use the bathroom and then he showed me what he wanted on the menu. I opened the ‘puter and started transferring my BMXmania.com blog to an email. He went out and the Beast came in and sat with me in the tiny booths.
The Beast and I love pancakes so I ordered Blueberry ones and she inquired about if they had chocolate chip pancakes, although they weren’t on the menu. Sure enough they did and the Beast enjoyed them while we both drank ice cold milk with our stomach filling morning goodness. As we finished, I order Frankenbutt’s French toast and sausage and the Beast traded places with him so that he could sit down to a hot meal. The Beast fed Coco our left over pancake pieces.
Over Lunch, I had researched the overnight possibilities and had 3 contingency choices. If we ran into weather, we could stay the night at the same hotel we stayed at before in Port Jervis, NY. If the weather held and we felt really good, we could ride to a Quality Inn in Stroudsburg, PA. If we got tired between the two of those, we could camp in Dingman’s Ferry, PA. We made it to Dingman’s Ferry around 5pm and called it a day, much to the Beast’s disappointment. The rainy weekend at New Paltz gave her a bad taste in her mouth for camping again.
A part of me wants to fulfill a fantasy I had when planning this big journey. I wanted to get caught without a place to stay and have to figure it out. Maybe we’d pull into the woods, climb a hill and tuck ourselves away out of sight for the night. Maybe we’d end up in a small town, make friends with the locals and spend a night camping in their yard. I guess I just like the idea of the unknown adventure every now and again. We are a little less than halfway through to our stop date of Labor Day weekend and I still hope just such an opportunity presents itself.
Tomorrow, we’ll ride south and west into our nemesis: the hills of Pennsylvania. We just got a small taste of them today. So many have warned us about the climbs around Pittsburgh so I’m hoping we’ve left enough time in our route plan to allow for that. Time to go. The Beast and Frankenbutt are still struggling with the fire that wants to go out and stay out. I’m going to attempt to help. I wish I’d paid more attention in Girl Scouts!