I woke up and milked yet another motel check-out time before proceeding through a construction zone that would take me to the Deleware-Raritan Canal Trail into New Brunswick. At the end of the trail in town, water was spilling into the river from the canal over the cobblestone path. It took several minutes to push the cart over the very rough surface through a few inches of flowing water.
Getting into the city that contained two of Rutgers' main campuses, I decided to head towards the local bike shop to get some route planning advice. Google maps showed an upcoming highway crossing to be "bike-friendly" but the satellite image of no shoulder and a clover-leaf interchange had me skeptical. Two guys at the shop told me it'd be alright and that was enough for me to proceed.
After running through Rutgers' Cooke Campus I got to Ryder Lane's crossing of Highway 1. I noticed that there was a sidewalk on the other side of the guardrail over the bridge so I decided to go down an exit ramp a ways to get around it. Getting around the guardrail on the other side of the highway was a different story, however. Because the guardrail extended all of the way down to the highway below, I would have to go over it. With the cart being too heavy to lift over, I worked at unpacking all of my stuff then lifting it over. The ridiculousness of this whole situation became very clear when a couple of walkers passed me by.
The Motel 6 on the other side of a busy highway was my home for the evening. After taking a nap and cleaning up, I head to the nearest restaurant, a Chinese Buffet. The water they gave me tasted like molding compost and completely made me lose my appetite. It took the whole length of the country, but I finally found disgusting tap water.
Getting into the city that contained two of Rutgers' main campuses, I decided to head towards the local bike shop to get some route planning advice. Google maps showed an upcoming highway crossing to be "bike-friendly" but the satellite image of no shoulder and a clover-leaf interchange had me skeptical. Two guys at the shop told me it'd be alright and that was enough for me to proceed.
After running through Rutgers' Cooke Campus I got to Ryder Lane's crossing of Highway 1. I noticed that there was a sidewalk on the other side of the guardrail over the bridge so I decided to go down an exit ramp a ways to get around it. Getting around the guardrail on the other side of the highway was a different story, however. Because the guardrail extended all of the way down to the highway below, I would have to go over it. With the cart being too heavy to lift over, I worked at unpacking all of my stuff then lifting it over. The ridiculousness of this whole situation became very clear when a couple of walkers passed me by.
The Motel 6 on the other side of a busy highway was my home for the evening. After taking a nap and cleaning up, I head to the nearest restaurant, a Chinese Buffet. The water they gave me tasted like molding compost and completely made me lose my appetite. It took the whole length of the country, but I finally found disgusting tap water.
The Jersey Turnpike
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