Cool, Crisp Morning in Connecticut
|Heading out on this chilly, foggy morning.|
Frima and Glenn get in the spirit of the ride
with their I Care I Cure I Cycle shirts
while Bert wears his Georgia shirt!
|I sometimes mention the "Cue Sheets" that Glenn follows on the ride.|
Here is an example. He downloads and prints them from the
East Coast Greenway site and uses them as guides each day.
|Heading out of Willimantic, CT at 9:15 AM with temps in|
the upper 40's! Before leaving, Glenn had to fix the clips on his
shoes and pump up his tires. Lots to do each morning before
getting on the road. Off to Providence!
From the seat of Glenn's bike
|Frog Bridge in Willimantic, CT|
"Why frogs, you ask? (And why wouldn’t you?)
Well, rather than the birthplace of Kermit or an area with a high French population, Willimantic is known as being home of the infamous “Battle of the Frogs” in 1754. To paraphrase the legend: One hot summer night, the good people of Windham (which Willimantic is now part of) were roused from their sleep by “a shrieking, clattering thunderous roar” unlike anything they had ever heard before. Fearing that it was either an Indian attack or Judgement Day, the townsfolk freaked out and began to panic — some ran through the streets brandishing muskets, others fell to their knees in frantic prayer. Some cooler heads finally prevailed and went in search of the ungodly noises, but to no avail. Only the next morning when the sun came up, did they find the source of the horrendous cacaphony — a nearby pond, down to no more than a puddle thanks to the dry summer, was ringed with scores of dead bullfrogs. Apparently, some sort of frog turf war had broken out and the carnage was excessive . . . but not as excessive as the embarrassment the citizens of Windham were to endure over the next few decades. But as the years passed, the denizens of Windham/Willimantic embraced the frog legend — a frog now appears on the official town seal. So when it came time to build the new bridge, the town leaders decided to get hoppy with it and put the town’s unique stamp on it. Hence, the frogs." From Internet after googling Frog Bridge :)
| Connecticut on the East Coast Greenway.|
One minute there was a trail, the next was this scenic Dead End!
|Same body of water from the other side of the bridge|
When Glenn and I began this journey, we reached out to the East Coast Greenway
office for advice and support. Our contact there happens to live in Providence so we
just had to try to see him. Eric Weis, the Trail Program Coordinator, came to
the hotel to meet us and hopes to ride with Glenn in the morning as he heads out of Providence.
|Lynn, Eric's daughter Violet, Eric and Glenn|
We are overwhelmed by the generosity of our friends and family as we
continue this journey. Each day we receive a note from the I Care I Cure
office about a donation made in honor of Uncle Glenn's ride. I'll
try to provide a total by Monday to let you know our total to date for 2012.
If your life has been touched by someone with childhood cancer and
you want to help I Care I Cure fund research to find targeted
therapies that would provide gentler and less toxic treatments,
just click here and donate in honor of Uncle Glenn's ride:
Tomorrow is the last leg of ride for this year.
Boston or Bust!