Because this would be a long day, we were ready to ride at 6:30 am. Lots of fish jumping out of the water for their insect breakfast.
Although we saw no bears, we did see hawks, bald eagles, and herons.
Every feeder creek was marked on the trail. Most of them were dry but all were worth a sideways look.
There were quite a few informational signs along the trail, but they were all the same: how to deal with timber rattlesnakes.
Just one slithered across my path – I felt lucky.
Billie and I decided the Pine Creek Trail is the most consistently beautiful trail we’ve ever ridden.
At milepost 12, a sign for the Turkey Path. The path was wide and clear (please, no snakes ahead).
Stairs?
They continued steeply up the hillside!
The trail is extra wide so the horse-drawn covered wagon tours of the Grand Canyon section have their own path and don’t tear up the bike trail.
Nearing the end of the trail.
The final mile … sigh.
Miles = 41. Total = 140. We were back in Wellsboro by noon and got everything loaded. There are several decorated pianos on the Main Street available for anyone to play – as long as it’s not raining.
There was plenty of time left in the day for the drive back to Roanoke. My reward for lots of miles ridden:
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