Day 97
$16 :: mocha, lunch, dinner
77.98 mi :: 6.27 hr :: 31.5 mph :: 12.0 mph :: 6461 mi
Portsmouth is a nice town – attractive and stylish (including the women). I have a delicious mocha and a guy comes up with a Rhodesian Ridgeback. At 8 months old, many of his features already mirrored Dinger’s. Maybe Dinger was a Ridgeback!
I get doused, and lost at the same time in a maze of residential roads with names like Candy Lane, caramel Rd, Lollipop Way. I find my way, very wet, and occupty myself with Shakespearean fantasies. As if in honor of the bard, the sun comes out as I reach Derry.
I try to get online to no avail. Locals only here.
Roads are busy into Massachusetts. Tired of the traffic by Danstable, a couple of guys tell me where to find a field to camp in. I reach it after sundown.

