After a hearty breakfast at the Blue Mountain Family Restaurant, it was time to check out of the Motel 6 (and probably on the list for worst ever), and then say “see you later” to Julia and Adrian. Donna hiked a bit up the trail with them, and I went to scout out the local post office. When Donna returned we went to the Port Clinton Peanut Shop. The store had every candy that I recalled from my childhood, plus some of the best caramel corn. After satisfying our sweet tooth, we headed to the hiker pavilion in town to wait for our last shuttle driver. We have one more night until our flights tomorrow, so we opted to head to the airport and stay at a “real” hotel. I wish my feet and one ankle were in better shape so I could have hiked another day, but I knew it was time to stop. As we waited, I witnessed my first ever full immersion baptism in a river. It was a moving experience. Once at the hotel, Donna and I had lunch and a celebratory drink at the Red Robin next door. Donna has since headed out to shop, and I am icing my one ankle. It will be fine in a couple of days with rest and no rocks! I look forward to my next adventure…back on my bicycle!
Our last group photo of this trip.
If you look closely at Adrian’s pack, you can see a can of beer in each of his side pockets. He purchased them yesterday. I could never afford to take along the extra weight.
The trail out of Port Clinton before it quickly began the steep uphill.
Soon enough, they will be hiking along the top ridge.
Port Clinton Post Office.
Waiting for the shuttle driver.
I did soak my one foot in the cold water, and Donna caught me drying off the foot.
One of the local church members being baptized in the river.
An Old Fashioned to cap off the trip.
Wildflowers