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arrived in boston on the 12th june with a police escort for the last 100 yards! they dont like you going over bridges into airports with no cycling signs on them! a very amusing sendoff though to the end of an amazing trip in the usa! i picked up a cardboard bike box in a shop in boston the day before, then after having camped in a graveyard (shortterm) on my last night in the rain i managed somehow to fold the box up, wrap it in a tent then tie it to the back of my bike! it made my bike look massive and super cool. not that the policeman agreed.
so over the course of 3285miles i have encountered the friendliest most generous kind people i could ever wish to meet and seen sights from yellowstone to niagra that shall be memories forever and people such as yourself and countless others who if i am lucky enough will stay in touch with forever.
so as well as the fact that my legs fell off in boston a bike was worth it and definately the way to see a country on the cheap! (in true scottish style)!!
since i have been back i have been volenteering in a bike shop that a man (malcolm the messy englishman) runs from his house down the road from me and yesterday i cycled to my grandads house in newcastle england 132miles, to do some gardening and got a lift back via the roman emperer 'hadrians wall ' on the way back. bob, i guess you have been to newcastle with a band maybe?
say hello to everybody and tell me were you went once you got your panniers on your bike!
see you later
mike
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