Brutus to Utica

June 6, 2017 § 2 Comments

“Hi, I’m meteorologist Peter Hall, and today is miserable.”

Well, the forecasts were right and it rained all day. We haven’t been known to make many sensible decisions over the course of this ride, but today we decided to leave our protective trash bags behind and drive to Utica with Sydney the cab driver and a rented Ford Super Duty. We’re now back home for the night. 

In all our years, we’ve never been forced to miss an entire day because of weather! That’s a little bit of planning and a lot of luck. It was bound to happen eventually. I just wish it had happened, say, when we were crossing the Continental Divide. 

​The Super Duty we rented had us sitting higher than the roofs of most of the cars we passed. 

The view from our hotel, not quite in the heart of Utica. Maybe the butt. 

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