My two days off work had been damaged by my accident on Sunday. But I wanted to salvage what I could of them, so once the rain cleared I headed north to Hamburg for a ride on the Bartram Trail section of the Schuylkill River Trail. I put in five miles, being limited by the onset of darkness and the 'catch' in my breathing I later diagnosed as a cracked rib.
Still, it was worth it. Fall in Penn's Woodlands is a riot of color, as this view north on the Schuylkill River shows.