Packed up camp and headed to the trail, the shorter route though the park this time. As I leaned my bike up to take a picture by the sign saying campsites up this path, it went over a stone wall and dropped down 3 to 4' in a ditch, there was suppose to be a bike in the picture of me over my shoulder. The river was busy with people rafting as we crossed over for the second time. 45 miles and 1200' of climbing that day, stayed the night in Meyersdale at a pay campsite for a shower.
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