Day 3: Gettysburg and Circles

** If you have noticed, I'm a little behind writing this. I should be finishing yesterdays tonight and hopefully will get today's events blogged today as well.

Frederick, Maryland --> Emma, New York

Gross Distance Traveled: 7,829 Miles
Net Distance Traveled: 14 Miles

We had some navigational troubles yesterday that was no one's fault in particular. The roads up here are unfamiliar to us and our maps and GPS systems just aren't accurate enough for the back road travels we prefer.

We started out the morning by heading to Gettysburg. We gave ourselves enough time to go on a quick tour of the new visitors center and auto tour...but not enough time.

We're trying to find where the auto tour begins. So we drive in some circles. Finally Beaver realizes we're going in the wrong direction and he turns around. I follow right behind him because I saw the same thing. We're going right, the sign says left. Smoke, Boog, Bone, Pawn Dog, and Rash keep going the other direction. Beaver and I just follow the sign and take the auto tour of the battlefield. Then we missed a sign and ended up at Gettysburg College which happened to be hosting a lacrosse tournament. Literally hundereds of kids of all ages walking around with huge lacrosse sticks. Gotta watch your mouth around people with those kinds of weapons.

I checked my phone to see if anyone had called and sure enough, Pawn Dog. I called him back and he was actually riding his bike and talking to me so the conversation was difficult. We finally figured out the rest of the group made it to the auto tour so Beaver and I went to meet them. Bear in mind this took quite a while to get in contact after we stopped at the college.

So we finally met them on the part of the auto tour that over looks a great deal of the battlefield. We realized we were running way behind so we darted off and tried to finish the tour. We ended up where we started, we rode in yet another circle.

Not much else happened during the day. To make up lost time we did something we all hated immensely and hopped on the interstate for about 150 miles. The traffic was incredibly heavy and hard to deal with. Most of the drivers didn't pay attention to the fact we were riding as a unit and would cut right in front of us or not let us around and just annoying stuff like that. Not fun at all.

We lost Rash...

An exit came upon us quickly and we had to really rush to make it on the ramp but poor Rash just couldn't make it. As we were riding on the Ramp we seem ride by us on down the interstate. He was sort of sad but in that funny sort of way.

No problem really, he just turned around and hopped on the exit we were on at met us, no biggie.

That was really it. PA wasn't spectacular because we rode nothing but interstate but when we rolled into New Jersey and New York the scenery really picked up and that's pretty where we stopped.

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