Live Free or Die

There is a relay run going through North Conway this afternoon and all the nine passenger vans decorated with goofy running stuff brought back lots of memories. Relay goes from Mt Washington, highest peak in the East at 6500 feet to the ocean. Kinda like our Rainer to Pacific relay. I was nostalgic but then remembered being up all night in the back of the van and running at 3 AM and began to feel much better. Have to invent relay for old folks that finishes by 9 PM. Leaving Maine had two firsts, first finger given in anger and first road cone squished. The finger was compliments of a young lady who thought I cut her off as I changed lanes as I was turning left. Maybe I have got more fingers and just don’t know it but if it is the first on this trip, its been 11,000 miles. Not bad. And I haven’t given any. The cone incident was caused by a way too narrow construction lane. Either squish the cone or ride the other side up a curb. Not on my new tires. The construction guys didn’t seem upset, at least I didn’t get my second finger. We are in another woodsy campground. I want to climb, hike Mt Washington on Sunday so we will be here for at least three days. Guy in store told me it was a bit surreal climbing Mt Washington as there is also a road up and a cog railway. I told him aobut running up Pikes Peak to find a cafeteria and parking lot at 12,000 feet, quite a surprise to me. Suzy and I will do some hiking and then canoe the Saco River which runs through the campground.