Greg & Camille Go Bike

If you leave Habesha hungry, it’s probably your fault. We enjoyed ample leftovers for breakfast, an impressive amount after two hungry bikers demolished the 15-item veggie combo the night before. As we left the apartment, a neighbor caught up to us to chat about our trip. He had biked recreationally in Maine and was interested to know about the touring side of things. Getting in and out of a city has always been slow for us, and today was no exception.

We were off and on trails and roads to Baltimore, passing through some landmarks in the city. The rolling hills wore us down, so Camille decided we deserved a cinnamon bun at our afternoon grocery pit stop. We had 70 miles to Aberdeen where we planned to take the train first thing (it’s illegal to cross the bridge on bike) and continue riding from Perryville on the other side of the river.

The worst part of the day was a very rude driver occupying a bike lane, and then it was a flat 17 miles from Aberdeen, our destination for the night. At that point, it was getting dark, and we had just gotten out of some narrow roads with high traffic. Unfortunately, the hotel just 0.1 miles away didn’t have any availability. After some deliberation and installing a new tube, we trudged along on the sidewalk to White Marsh, a few miles back. We picked up groceries at MOMs for dinner, enjoying some ramen, veggies, vegan nuggets, and ice cream sandwiches at the end of a long day.