Monday morning we sadly bid the gracious Saulino's adios and headed out Hwy 30 through the Amish countryside. Beautiful, well maintained farms, the ever present Amish buggies and the unique, but conservative attire of the Amish--Ricardo took many photographs.
Across the Pennsylvania Turnpike, under clouds filled with moisture, it was a great ride. Always, it looked as if it would pour rain, but the gods were with us. We never encountered any rain. Past Pittsburgh, the bikes galloping swiftly, and onward into Ohio. Soon we were in friendly Streetsboro where we spent a quiet evening. Turkey and dressing for dinner. And yes, coconut cream pie for me and lemon for Ricardo.
This morning we head west, planning to spend the night in Merrillville, Indiana. But first we must ride 400 miles, dodging the rain.