After a fascinating tour from the Oberlin Heritage Soc ( the symbolic statue depicting rails going into the ground being particularly impressive ), we got off after lunch and made it to Willow Lake campground. Had the place to ourselves with only the geese as our delightfully noisy companions. Away soon after 7 , but went mistakenly off route too far north of Medina. Half an hour's ride back into wind to rectify. Highlight of the day was a superb lunch in a Lebanese restauraunt in Hudson. Lomg day ended in a campsite outside Burton . Again the place to ourselves and we were given a spacious outhouse to set up camp in. V cold and threatening rain , so v p;eased to have cover.
Off at 7 next morning and cycled through the 4th largest Amish community in the world. Sunday morning 8 am and and the black horses and carriages were out in force transporting whole families to Church. Going in every which direction it seemed . Children and infants in attendance - and masses of them . Extraordinary . It was as if we had been plonked back in the middle of the 19th century or earlier. A day before, we saw the ploughing with Clydesdales - and of course farm after farm we passed where there was no car and and no telephone or electric wire in evidence . Always dressed in black and all the men in top hats . The women with black skirts ( and white aprons and white starched bonnets for Church) . A real education .
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