Now i’m on a Goat Tour

I’m beginning to think that instead of climateride I should refer to my trip as a bicycling goat tour. Without planning for it, I ended up on a goat farm for the third time.

Also, thanks to the Ziegenvine family for giving me a cabin when I rented a tent site.

Good thing I got to bed early as there was no sleeping in with the sound of goats, chickens, ducks and cows. Not to mention fantastic views.

I am well rested and ready to hit the pennsylvania grand canyon.