Far be it for me to disregard the sage wisdom of a beer advertisement.
There was scenery in great abundance.
After about 11 miles or so, I beheld the most majestic visage of all; That great oasis of mountain hospitality: The Waterville Hotel.
This building is uniquely situated. The PCRT runs through its back yard, and BikePA Route G runs through its front.
The establishment bills itself as a “Mountain Cookery and Saloon.”
I stopped in for a bit of refreshment, as I was very thirsty.
I was somewhat conspicuous, as I was the only patron not decked out in camouflage clothing. It was turkey season, evidently, and the hunters had all come down from the mountains to catch a buzz for lunch.
At any rate, I enjoyed my sandwich and beverages, and headed back on the trail. I continued my northward trajectory for a few minutes, but the sound of a quart of beer sloshing around my innards told me it was time to turn back.
Saturday: 23 miles
May: 52 miles
2008: 201 miles