3600 miles, 2 million pedal strokes, and 54 days later, The Pedaling Priest reaches the finish line. After crossing steep mountains with lots more climbing than expected, our Pedaling Priest reaches a steep descent. Suddenly, he sees the Atlantic Ocean, signaling his journey’s end. How does the Pedaling Priest feel now that he’s done? Gratitude and thanksgiving along with a sense of accomplishment and homesickness.
Day 54.
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The Mermaid Pub in Searsport, Maine is a part of the bed and breakfast where I'm spending my last night on the road. The owners have set aside for me a special dessert of bread pudding!