Not so high tech, but maybe these neat rocks and rushing water don't want to be any more built up, either. Back at camp, we mixed up some mexican macaroni for dinner. Before we left home, I prepared the seasonings and dried veggies so all we needed to do was add pasta and water. Our eyes watered from the first bite of this fiery concoction, and although we stoically tried to eat it all, the quarts of water that accompanied it were not enough to ease our pain. I'd used a large handful of them thinking they were sweet.
Today is kind of a salvation day.
A last day to ride. We've done sadly little riding for a proclaimed bike tour. We started by driving to Crown Point and the Champlain Bridge. This bridge is one of the few places to cross the Lake without taking a ferry. We had lunch at a cute cafe on the main street and discussed where we might ride next.