Cycling USA: Climbing Whiteface Mountain (eventually)
As I rode into Wilmington the first streaks of lightning lit up the sky, thunder rumbled overhead, the wind whipped itself into a frenzy and the rain started to belt down. I pulled off to the side of the road and sheltered under the verandah of a local motel, hoping the storm would pass so I could continue on and climb Whiteface Mountain. Read more “Cycling USA: Climbing Whiteface Mountain (eventually)”