Wherever you go...there you are.
|And when we're driving from New Jersey to Delaware, we need to get across Delaware Bay. Which means...|
|...getting on the ferry at the beautiful Terminal in Cape May. The 85 minute crossing was relaxing and refreshing. Can't think of a better way to arrive at...|
|...Lewes. Now, BikerBuck would pronounce that "loose", but his DE native friend Mike insists that it's pronounced, "Louis." At all events the town is first among firsts.|
|...and the picket-fenced crops (soybeans I believe)...|
|...and the farmer's house...|
|...and the Winery...|
|...and the freshly mowed borders of the farmland...|
|...and the canal...|
|...and the church.|
OK, so maybe the church is a little over the top. But anyway, BB thinks he may have discovered the reason why things are so darn spit-spot in the big DE...
Seems as if you have to pass some kind of a prissyness test before you can own property in DE. Hey, works for me.
|A portion of the ride was on two-lane backroads that are designated as part of the ADT. This is apparently an initiative that identifies a coast to coast bike route across the mainland U.S. Worth looking into for cross country route planning.|