We were faced with the choice of a path in "very poor condition" and several km on a busy main highway with no bike lane and many semis. We chose the path, and boy was it in poor condition. Beyond unrideable, it was in places impassible. The picture shows a spot where the deep muddy pool with rocks the size of bowling balls extended to the woods on both sides. Sandy helped the man in the background pull his bike through the woods. I dragged the bike and trailer through the pit, with the help of a young man who came along on a motorcycle. There was a long series of spots like this. In the end, though, we made it through, and the fact that we were on the "path" by choice helped maintain our spirits. One for the record book.
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