Catherine is an old friend of mine (from my high school sailing days) who is currently living in Highland Park. She is a PhD candidate at Rutgers, and asked us to come visit her. Because she asked us to attend a barbecue she was putting on, and because we were already so close to her place, we needed to stay with her for several days.
Our ride from Middletown to HIghland Park was extremely challenging. The roads in New Jersey are generally maintained in poor condition, they are narrow,…
We hopped a train from Middletown to New York City, each carrying a small backpack. Ashleigh had found us a host in Manhattan proper, and we planned to spend two days seeing the city sans bike. The train ride provided an excellent vantage point, and we enjoyed watching New Jersey glide by.
When we arrived in the city, and emerged from the depths of Penn Station, our senses were assaulted by all that is New York. Everyone was rushing about, the buildings were huge, and it looked just like it…
Our trip to Middletown was long and hard, but otherwise fairly unremarkable. We rode through one small town after the next. Luckily, the terrain wasn’t terribly tough, and the the winds were with us. One thing that really slowed us down was the prevalence of stoplights. On our bike, stopping at a light means we have to push hard to get the bike back up to speed. With two of us and all our gear, getting the bike back up to 18 mph is a lot of work. The countless stoplights we encountered…
