If you can be said to be hurrying on a cross-country bicycle trip, for about two weeks I hurried to Pittsburgh. I pushed through some dreary weather in Michigan and Ohio, climbed the roller-coaster foothills of the Appalachians and battled traffic and chewed up roads as I entered the city.
From Pittsburgh, though, with the end of a ride that began almost three months ago in Oregon now looming, IÂ Â …Â More