Westfield KOA to Sara's Camp

June 23...35 miles
   Making my way to Campground Sara, just outside Erie, near Presque State Park  and adjacent to the largest waterpark I've ever seen, not that I've seen many.  Arriving on a sunny Sunday meant everything was going full bore; the roller coaster rides and screaming people, the cars, inching along looking for a treasured parking spot and the best smelling fast food joints ever.  
   Campground Sara is, so far, the only place I've encountered where arriving by bike gets one a discount, like half price.  Every site even has electric outlets and water faucets.  The place is an eclectic mix of gargantuan trailers staying for just a day or two,  and obviously long term trailers that have taken up residency, complete with wood decks, tool sheds, and landscaping.  
   As I was unpacking two "neighbors" , Chris and Terry, came over to welcome me and ask about my travels.  They had never met anyone who had been traveling by bicycle.  They quizzed me endlessly about the bike and my experiences, all with an innocent curiosity.  They advised me to build a fire to keep away the mosquitoes which would surely eat me alive if I did not.  They loaned me some bug repellent (about the only thing I forgot to pack) and offered me an ice cold bottle of water after I turned down the offer of a beer.  
   Getting here was comparatively fast for a loaded touring bike and someone who was not in a great hurry anyway. I rode through countless vineyards and small towns (what's the difference between a town, township, hamlet, and village??) with names like Portland, (home of Marmaduke) Ripley, North East, Schuyler, and Cherry Creek.