The last leg of my ride to Cape May was the shortest miles-wise though still tough as my body was sore and there were two particularly awful bridges to ride over. The first of these offensive bridges was the bridge connecting the Atlantic City area to Ocean City. There was a nice shoulder over this bridge (mostly unheard of during my trip) but the steepness of the bridge outshined the much needed shoulder.
Day 3 of the ride was especially quiet since I was riding through the abandoned shore towns and marshes to the tip of New Jersey. The emptiness of the ride made for fast riding and scenic views. Along the way, I was able to see views of the ocean, marsh land, and lot of birds. I realized what great luck I had with the perfect riding weather because I had to cross a few small bridges to get to Cape May. These narrow bridges could easily become flooded and inaccessible in the rain. This was a reminder of why more planning may have been good for the trip but honestly, would it be a "me" trip if it was over-planned?
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