After 2 days of traversing mountains and crossing forests we reached Lake Erie in a rush of excitement at such a great body of water.
The feeling was short lived once we’ve realized it hasn’t escaped unscathed the greed that transformed the mountains and the forests we’ve left behind. Reminder of extinct species of fish made me guilty ordering local yellow perch. You cannot really see the destruction anymore as the intense conservation efforts of the last 40 years created illusion of pristine nature.
We rode our bikes around one such enclave - Presque Isle State Park - where conservation is in constant tug-of-war with public acces. But we still cannot justify cramming bikes into our track as the peninsula sports a highway amid a fragile ecosystem. Despite the highway it was teeming with birds possibly because most people come here for the beaches when the nesting season is over.
It sure felt empty except for a bus full of teenagers. But the bus got stuck in the sand and I’m pretty certain these particular teenagers will stay away from nature for a long time. Maybe bus driver was a crypto nature lover with unorthodox teaching methods?