Hal checked the computer radar and there wasn't a cloud in site. I wonder what state he checked for? At any rate we started off from where we left off yesterday and got 6 mi down the road when the skies opened up and the temp dropped.Meanwhile we are zipping down the hills we have been climbing up, freezing our buns off and can't see while 18 wheelers are bombing past. It might have been scary if one had time to think about it but it sure as hell was cold. When all of a sudden there appears ahead like a beacon of hope The Man from Kent Pub. If that isn't enough to make you a believer you have no faith. This place is straight out of Jolly Olde. In through the rose covered doorway and into warmth of a bar with Guiness on tap. If there was ever a medicinal quaff this was it.
The rest of the ride was pretty uneventful. We were joined by the ladies for about 5 mi. Of course that is just half of what they had to ride. We hurried to get changed and into The Clarke Museum here in Williamstown. They have (I believe) the largest collection of Renoirs. We were 2 days early for "Picasso looks at Degas". Another entertaining day with the Goodrichs.'Nite all.
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