I passed this little church in the middle of a small pond. They claim to be the smallest church in the world. Others in our group said they saw churches in other places that make the same claim. Does it really matter?
Our second SAG was in the town of Whitestown. I thought their town square really captured the essence of community. Our snack table was set up in the gazebo.
It was a couple miles past this SAG where Kent met up with misfortune. He was changing his route sheet, and hit a large bump that caused him to crash. He reinjured the same shoulder that he had broken at the start of his ABBike ride last year, which was why he was back this year. Nancy came upon the scene shortly after his crash, and said Kent had already called the paramedics and ABB staff. He seemed to be otherwise OK. I will report later on his status. We wish him the best.
After hearing about the mishap,I continued on to Little Falls in a rather subdued and cautious manner. I have been to Little Falls before in 1972 with the Mennonite bicycling group OutSpokin'. We arrived a day after Hurricane Agnes deluged the area with huge amounts of rain, and we had to seek shelter ourselves since our tents got pretty much destroyed by the storms. We were offered a place to stay overnight at a church that I have pictured here. The church is now vacant, and there was no name I could find, but I am fairly sure this was the place. Tomorrow we will also be retracing the 1972 journey for awhile. It has changed a lot around here since then.
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