We are in Amish country. 3 barefoot children in 19th century attire watched me take this photo, then waved.
The weather forecast called for 90-100% chance of all-day severe thunderstorms so we decided to ignore the forecast.
After a few miles we came to this bike path which ran for 20+ miles. Heaven!
We were concerned about beating the rain, and Cleveland was about 90 miles away. Could we actually make it? Not that there is a hotel room in Cleveland, due to a basketball tournament of some type (for sure, not the OHSAA girls). And the Amish farm land we were passing through did not have a lot of towns. Well, at about mile 55, we decided that we really couldn't ride standing up for another 30 miles. So I got the phone out to search for "hotels near me". Hmmm. One dot of 1G service, "unable to reach server". Marie said, let's ride into the next town and try to find wi-fi. Up a long steep hill we passed a lovely B&B named the Red Maple Inn. A little further a thriving town square with a coffee shop, antique shops, a tea house; unbelievable. We were sipping our lattes when Robert called and said, we should just stay. When you find a really cool town, you should just hang out there; you aren't wasting time, this is the purpose of the trip. So I called the B&B and yes they have rooms, come check them out. Of course the place is beautiful and when the innkeeper finds out that we are on bicycles, she upgrades us to the best room for the price of the least-expensive. Sweet!
Next to the inn is a historical park called "Century Village" where they have moved a number of 19th century buildings and re-created a fake town out of real buildings.
So we never did get wet, and we found this gem of a town and a B&B in an unlikely place, just when we were running out of pedaling steam. I feel very lucky today!