I haven't and don't know if I will get around to it anytime soon.

This was the third time I attempted Vienna, OH home to Philly. First tie went fine. Second time a freak weather turn that developed between me picking up the rental car and me reaching OH caused me to abandon after 3 days of riding. It literally rained every minute I was on the bike. At times I was riding through more than an inch of water on the road. And it was cold. And I had a headwind. if that wasn't bad enough, I was heading towards the remnants of a hurricane. Got motel rooms every night. A very old friend--the guy who got me into cycling back in the 80s--drove over 5 hrs. to pick md up in DuBois, PA, and then another 4 hrs. back to his "country" place then home to Philly the next morning.

This trip I changed the route in places to make camping a little nicer. Stayed in two state parks and one county park that were new to me. I sometimes make meals logistically more difficult than they need to be because I will go out of my way or carry supplies instead of hitting up the Dollar Store. I usually eat out the last night for the sake of convenience, which I did again this time. But I also got prepared food the penultimate night. The night of my day off I tried to start a campfire using my stove fuel and ended up spilling some, so I was running low. In hindsight, I probably could have made dinner the penultimate night, but I didn't want to risk not having enough fuel for coffee the final two mornings. Over all, I don't think meal logistics were are tougher than usual. I have done touring in MT and ID that has required me to carry supplies a long way, including over a 16 mile, unpaved mountain pass.

One real bummer is that I trashed my Sony RX100 II camera. I got to the top of the "hill" that crosses the Allegheny Mountains. I was raining and very foggy. I took a photo and put the camera back in the chest pocket of my rain jacket in preparation for the 6 mile descent into Clearfield. The little case was not zippered (as usual), but I forgot to zipper the pocket. The rain and wind were blowing at me during the entire descent. (Conditions were so bad I had to wear my my glasses on the edge of my nose so I could see. Max speed on the descent was a bit over 27 mph. On a clear, dry day I would have probably hit close to 39 mph on the smooth, wide shoulder of U.S. 322.) Didn't discover my error until I stopped at a c-store in town. By then, it was too late. Hoping to salvage the photos off the card because I think there are some decent shots of one of the two bald eagles I saw on the second day of the trip.