This ride ranks as one of my all-time favorite rides of this tour: the weather was picture-perfect, the roads were smooth, the hills were manageable, the countryside just beautiful. And I can say all that despite a flat tire (the first since Miami, FL) in the first 7 miles. Thanks to riding partner Susan R. who coached me patiently through the process, I was able to take off the rear wheel and change the tire, after discovering the errant piece of wood that had caused the flat.
- The key to changing the tire is sitting down and keeping the tire off the ground.
- Just as I had replaced the tube, new guide Michelle drove up in the van with a full-size pump – makes inflating the tire much easier.
In Wrightsville at mile 12, we crossed the Susquehanna River – no arch to this bridge as the many rocks below make the river not navigable in this area.
- Nice wide lanes on the bridge make it easy for cars and cyclists to share the road.
- The bridge was built in the 1930s.
- No traffic passing on the bridge when this photo was taken.
We stopped at a Turkey Hill gas station for a nature break and I couldn’t help but laugh at the implication that the local police were guarding the oversized cow.

Police “guarding” the cow – they were actually in the service station buying sodas.
While some of the cyclists stopped at a Subway for lunch in Manheim, Susan, Janet and I continued a bit further to Molly’s service station and enjoyed our PBJ sandwiches with chocolate milk. Also loved this sign.
- Picnic time.
- For sale at the gas station.
The photos of the farms don’t do justice to the expanse of greens we saw – lots of dairy farms as well, though most of the cows were in barns.
Outside Manheim, we passed evidence of an Amish church service. I was discreet in my picture taking, so focus is not good, but it reminded me of the area around Shipshewana, Indiana. My favorite 5 miles was along Brubaker Valley Road, with more gently rolling hills and a family cemetery with grave stones dating from 1750.
- Young children may be excused from church.
- Buggy horses gathered together.
- Buggies parked.
- Young boys around some farm apparatus.
- Brubaker cemetery.
Mileage: 50.38, 2546 ft of ascent, maximum speed 40.25 mph!!
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