Cana Island Road

The best thing about riding a bike is that you're moving at the perfect speed to pause periodically, when the scenery is enticing. This old and weathered beach fence was just callin' my name. This is where I stopped to hear the message on my phone from my buddy Connie Bergstein Dow....... exciting possibilities ahead. My phone reception would not allow me to talk to her -- only listen. I needed to peddle like wild to make it into Bailey's Harbor to learn the 'rest of the story.'