After a cold night, we woke up and put on every item of clothing we had. How could it be this cold in late May? We packed up camp, peddled a few miles, and hit west Baltimore before 9 am. It looked exactly how it looked in the new Hairspray. We were both excited to be in Baltimore, David because he listens to a lot of music in Baltimore, and Hillary because she had reads books about it. Also, we like the Baltimore movie 12 o’clock Boys.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOMQY6k16TU

Buildings surrounded us, and we caught sight of the Chesapeake, all somehow only 10 miles away from our wooded campsite. We found people in Baltimore to be especially nice. Especially in West Baltimore, where multiple people wished us well as we passed, asked where we were going, and asked if we needed help whenever we stopped to look at the map or fiddle with something on the bikes. We peddled north and got to Johns Hopkins university, and rode through the swankiest few miles of houses we ever had seen. We passed an endless stream of mansions and haughty prep schools. Very different from but so close to West Baltimore. We got to the country and stopped for lunch at Loch Raven reservoir, our best lunch spot yet. As we got more and more rural, we started realizing that Maryland was the prettiest state yet. We rode past a rushing river, and down a highway and hit both the Mason-Dixon Line and Pennsylvania. We were officially not in the south anymore. Things were immediately different in Pennsylvania. The terrain was constantly rolling, threatening mountains, and there was no forest, it was all farmland. So far, this was the most exotic state for us. We slogged over hills and made our final turn for the night, happy to be done, but it turned out that our campsite was just on the other side of a small mountain. We climbed and climbed and climbed, and did more climbing. At the top, we were rewarded with a view of everything. We started descending the hill and hit 40 mph out of the gate. Twisty miles passed in seconds and we were at the bottom of the Susquehanna river valley, on its banks. We rolled into camp and took showers, which were difficult because it was a private campground that actually charged fifty cents for seven minutes of water, which didn’t get warm until three minutes in. We hunkered down for another cold night in all our clothes and our down sleeping bags in our little green tent.

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da chesapeake bay

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Baltimore

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We’re cold! At our campsite in the morning.

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Baltimore

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Got out of the city and into the country

 

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um can you see the mountains over there

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Loch Raven Reservoir

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Loch Raven

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Where we stopped for lunch

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our lunch: peanut butter sandwiches and mandarin oranges.

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just so you know we’re always passing wildflowers. like right here just splashes of them everywhere.

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just green

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Even the pine trees are different here

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David takes a ton of pictures. We just ride and ride

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look amish people sign

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It really felt special to pass the mason dixon line

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We always wanted to take a picture at a state line but every time we cross states they never have a sign so Thanks penn.! finally

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is this a fun picture?

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just so much farms

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