Correction! It was Gail and Susie who stayed in the motel in
Swanton. Bonnie camped like usual.

These last few days were supposed to be easy. I cut them back to
less than sixty miles a day, but the record heat wave has changed
all that,

We again rode most of the day in the high nineties. We had to climb
a thousand foot mountain first thing in the morning, so Susie and I
skipped breakfast and left at 7:00 AM. to beat the heat. And it
worked. We made it over the top before it started to get steamy. We
are planning to do the same tomorrow.

What also makes it so tough is the grade. While we climbed greater
elevations in the west, the roads were graded better. The old routes
through New England are just steep. Nine and ten percent grades are
common.

It is mostly the scenery that keeps me going. Today we bid farewell
to Vermont, and because we are at a very narrow part of New
Hampshire, tomorrow we leave this states as well. We have been
traveling through Moose country, but as of yet, we have failed to
spot one, and I can assure you that Gail is looking real hard. Of
course she refused to try some of my never fail moose pick up lines
such as "My what big antlers you have" or "Hey moose, do
you feel lucky today". Life on the road makes you say things like
that.

We were able to find a campground-motel facility in Lancaster, and
the usual two are in the motel, while the rest of us are in our
tents.

To get this camping spot, I have cycled 3,512 miles and climbed
122,270 feet, and have been on the road exactly two months today.
(and boy are my feet tired)