September 23

Hevelius Classic, from Poland. A very good beer. I'm in the 87 Motel in New Paltz, NY. Caught up with my email, which contained a very funny parody by Ray Amiro of the mass mailing I did yesterday. And a note from Em!

It was raining this morning. I was riding on a narrow back road, with a very narrow paved shoulder, and from time to time I would have to cross the white line onto the regular lane. In one such place there was a crack in the pavement running down the white line, with grass growing out of it, and when the front wheel hit the grass it skidded and I dropped the bike and slid down the road a few feet. No structural damage to me, the bike or any of the gear, just a few abrasions on all of us. I rode another 30 miles, cold and wet, then hot and wet, then cold again. My ride took me through Hyde Park, and past FDR's estate. I remember the day he died. There is a photo of him in a '36 Ford Phaeton, riding in Hyde Park, looking as happy as a man could be. A Vanderbilt estate was nearby; I don't remember Schlessinger mentioning that.

Poughkeepsie is no more that an extension of the Bronx.