Hello Everyone! Our sun is out today. What a difference that makes.
Some of you had requested that I do another post on my Mom and her bike trips. So, here goes. Knitting, etc. to resume in another post. I had to scan images from her scrapbook and I hope they will show up ok on the blog (speaking with no experience in this at all - lol).
Mom's first long trip was a solo one in 1939 when she was 20. Here is the article that appeared locally:
The following year, 1940, when my Mom was 21 she and her friend Jennie took off riding from Vermont to California.
Here are some pictures of their bikes:
There were times they would catch a ride with a trucker...going across desert country or extremely hilly country (I always told my Mom that was cheating). Here's a shot of their bikes on top of one of the trucks.
My Mom is on the left in the picture above. I love the paragraph with my Grandmother's comments about their dress!
Jennie and my Mom remained friends all their lives and we almost always spent at least a month every summer at Jennie's family's cottage/camp at Lake Dunmore (between Rutland and Middlebury).
Quite the adventure, huh?