Made it to Syracuse. Weather terrible. Looks to remain so. For days.
Ugly riding. Ugly.
As such: am hopping the train to Rochester, where the forecast is brighter. 80 miles of cheating… Instead of 4 days in a motel.
Hope to hit Niagara Falls tomorrow, then cross into Canada and start The Great Burn to Hagen’s house.
But now: waiting for a train.