Day 87- Murphy’s Law

Great news this morning. It did not rain last night and the “nuke” next door did not suffer a catastrophic core meltdown. All is good.

Well, mostly good. I have always claimed that Murphy was a cyclist. The weather this morning is again threatening rain and the wind is blowing fairly hard. It is NOT blowing toward the east. NOT a tailwind! This might be a long miserable day.

At least everything is dry. Wind always dries everything out. At least I got everything packed up quickly. So I set off with anxiety with what the day would have in store.

My route will be pretty straight forward today. I will follow Ohio Hwy 2 in the morning, detour onto the peninsula north of Sandusky Bay, then come back down to the mainland and continue on US Hwy 6 eastward through Sandusky and toward Cleveland.

Right out of the gate, there is a huge rain cell right in my path in the distance. You never know about these things so I just kept going and hoped that it will move out if my path. And luckily, this cell did move. So at least I didn’t get wet first thing this morning, but the wind is not diminishing at all.

The peninsula was pretty nice. Not really busy on a Thursday after Labor Day on an overcast, windy day. But the towns are nice and “touristy”. There are a few light houses on the peninsula as well so I had to go see a couple of them.

Then it was back to the mainland. I took the Hwy 269 across the bay. The bay was a little wider then I thought it was going to be and the Thomas A. Edison Bridge was a long ride.

Getting into Sandusky, I found a place for lunch. Sandusky was also nice. They have a nice marina and downtown.

After lunch, the weather seemed to get better. The wind was still blowing as a headwind but not as strongly and I could almost see the sun.

I had a strategy for the afternoon. I wanted to get close enough to Cleveland so that I can get through tomorrow in a reasonable timeframe and still have enough day left to get far enough away on the east side that I can find a reasonable place to camp or get a cheaper motel. I thought that if I could get to Lorain, that wound be close enough. That would leave about 30 miles to go and could get another 30 miles afterwards.

Once there, there wasn’t a place to camp anywhere near Lorain and the motel that was identified on my map was torn down a few years ago. This was not looking very good. I ended up traveling off route to Amherst which was only 3 miles to the south.

So now I get to watch Thursday Night Football in the Motel 6 tonight. Serendipity!