Day 7

I was pretty sure that once we’d reached the highest point in Pennsylvania the rest would be downhill. Melissa, however, wisely pointed out that the highest part of a mountain range is usually somewhere in the middle. So, more uphill climbing was in our future.
About one mile outside of DuBois, Melissa’s bike started making some funny noises, but have no fear, we fixed it right up. Well, except for the brakes part. Are those important?
We stopped in the lovely town of Brookville for breakfast at the Patriot House Café. Delicious. All organic, good people. Highly recommended.
From there we peddled on to Foxburg and stayed on the incredible farm of Dr. Arthur Steffee and his wife, Patti. Foxburg might be the cutest town in America with everything you could ever want in life ... a pizza shop, an ice cream parlor, a public library, a theater, a river, a most importantly, a chocolate shop.