Day 8: Philadelphia to York

The morning's ride was through Pennsylvania Dutch farmland; fields and field of corn, men and women working the land in traditional dress, driving horse-drawn buggies and using horses to work the land.

​In the afternoon, the ride was more urban as I passed though the outskirts of Lancaster, across the Susquehanna River and into York.

​In the evening, after some jazz at the Holy Hound Taproom the barstaff at a nearby cocktail bar regaled us with tales of their romance and then it was on to the $2 beer bar, which may have been a mistake...