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rebeccmeisterLast night’s campground was not the greatest. Mostly gave me Midwestern RV campground vibes, but also we were out in a site that was almost a swamp due to all the rain we’ve been getting.
To say nothing of the mosquitoes.
So I was glad to pack up and move on in the morning.
I waited until I reached an old lock site before getting out the supplies to make coffee. The site had a bit of a breeze going, to help with the mosquito situation.
But then…my first attempt at a moka pot of coffee capsized. Coffee got everywhere except where it’s supposed to go, in my mouth. Going forward I will monitor the coffee very closely so as to not repeat that most unfortunate episode.
I wound up riding solo for the morning, which meant a whole lot more singing and muttering to myself.
Presently, it began to rain again. I pulled out my rain cape and applied my various rain covers.
Sometime thereafter, it started to rain more heavily, so when I reached an underpass I pulled out the bike spats / shoe booties. And then I merrily continued on my way towards Syracuse.
Riding through Syracuse included several adventures, amplified by the fact that the gusts of wind and rain had picked up. There had been a plan to meet up at the Syracuse State Farmers Market, but by the time I arrived and checked my phone I learned the tandem had foregone the market in favor of a warm, indoors coffeeshop.
After a spin around the market plus some coffee and a donut, I joined the rest of the party at the coffeeshop to wait out the rest of the worst of the rain. Jo declared the rainstorm a Nor’easter, and I suppose he’s right?
After all that, more lovely trail, then a climb up a big hill to a campsite at Green Lakes State Park. The stay here might actually be much nicer due to the rain keeping other campers at bay?
And after 4 nights I think I finally figured out how to properly stake my tent to better keep moisture out.
Here’s hoping, at least.
Touring and camping in the rain can be a hassle, but so far I am pretty pleased with how I’ve handled myself with it all. A lot of old Washington camping habits have stayed with me.
Lots of aqueducts today, and a couple of museum ride-bys, too.
To say nothing of the mosquitoes.
So I was glad to pack up and move on in the morning.
I waited until I reached an old lock site before getting out the supplies to make coffee. The site had a bit of a breeze going, to help with the mosquito situation.
But then…my first attempt at a moka pot of coffee capsized. Coffee got everywhere except where it’s supposed to go, in my mouth. Going forward I will monitor the coffee very closely so as to not repeat that most unfortunate episode.
I wound up riding solo for the morning, which meant a whole lot more singing and muttering to myself.
Presently, it began to rain again. I pulled out my rain cape and applied my various rain covers.
Sometime thereafter, it started to rain more heavily, so when I reached an underpass I pulled out the bike spats / shoe booties. And then I merrily continued on my way towards Syracuse.
Riding through Syracuse included several adventures, amplified by the fact that the gusts of wind and rain had picked up. There had been a plan to meet up at the Syracuse State Farmers Market, but by the time I arrived and checked my phone I learned the tandem had foregone the market in favor of a warm, indoors coffeeshop.
After a spin around the market plus some coffee and a donut, I joined the rest of the party at the coffeeshop to wait out the rest of the worst of the rain. Jo declared the rainstorm a Nor’easter, and I suppose he’s right?
After all that, more lovely trail, then a climb up a big hill to a campsite at Green Lakes State Park. The stay here might actually be much nicer due to the rain keeping other campers at bay?
And after 4 nights I think I finally figured out how to properly stake my tent to better keep moisture out.
Here’s hoping, at least.
Touring and camping in the rain can be a hassle, but so far I am pretty pleased with how I’ve handled myself with it all. A lot of old Washington camping habits have stayed with me.
Lots of aqueducts today, and a couple of museum ride-bys, too.
