Day 17 Chaffee, NY to Westfield, NY Tot: 765 miles

 Steve started out at about 6:30 and rode for almost an hour to the Cozy Corners diner in Springville.  I joined him for a nice breakfast stop.  We tried "salt-rising bread" which was good, homemade bread, but apparently tricky to make.

Steve had a straightforward ride west toward Lake Erie.   I decided to search out an unusual roadside attraction or two.



What I found was a more southerly route taking me through the heart of Amish country.  It was sparsely populated countryside and farmland like yesterday, but with more green pastures.  I saw more horse and buggies than I saw cars.  Everyone gave a friendly wave as I passed by.  Loved the names of some of the roads:  Snake Run Road and E Flat Road for example.  Passing through a town called Cattaraugus, I saw a beautiful old brick Methodist Church.  Sadly, it was for sale....     I also drove on a short road in town that was made of red brick. 
I loved seeing the Amish children playing. I was entranced by a young girl of about 6 or 7, holding a boy of about 3 years by the hand and lovingly leading him across the farmyard.  He was adorable, with his short pants and suspenders, long-sleeved shirt and a straw hat topping his bowl-cut blond hair.  The sweet little girl had on her loose, long-sleeved dress, apron and cap.  They made such a picture!


It did rain on both of us midday, but Steve found a place to duck into and it didn't last long.  We are in Lake Erie Wine Country with acres of grape vines.  Hopefully a winery is in my not-so-distant future.




Tracked northeast along Steve's route and found the town of Dunkirk. Stopped at Dunkirk Pier and visited the shops.  Thought he might like a stop there, so I texted him and watched my Find Steve app as he got closer.  Then I noticed that he had stopped moving. Shortly after, he texted to say he had stopped and ordered a sandwich before seeing my text, so I drove up the road a mile and joined him.  

Finally:  Yay for Sicilian Pizza!

Just sayin'.

Comments

  1. JudiMay 27, 2021 at 10:46 AM

    Wow! Loaded with flavor indeed.... Love following your progress. Wish I had a nice fresh map to look at and trace your route.
    Stay safe!

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  2. John BenzigerMay 27, 2021 at 6:28 PM

    Your progress is inspiring, both of you. Love your writing and descriptions Allane. Glad the rain has not posed much of a problem. Mary & I got back to South China, Maine today, so our adventure is over. Fortunate to meet up with several good old friends in Vermont.

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