I was lost in full on New England splendor for a while and when I found where I was, There was a great sandwich shop. I got my lunch and headed off, turned the corner and found myself on a 40 mile per hour down hill for over a mile to a bike trail in total canopy.
The sound of the rushing "Blackstone" to my left. Cool in the shade and very hot in the sun. Summer weather at its best in the Spring.
The Lunch Stop along the Blackstone River Canal.
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