The first day, we had to bike 15 km to the start of the rail trail, where we stayed the night in a cute little cabin place. The next day it was pouring and we had to bike over 50 km and we were soaked and somewhat miserable and didn't take any pictures. Eventually we arrived at "Peter's Farm Hostel" and collapsed in front of the warm fireplace. Thankfully the next day was drier and shorter, though completely uphill, but we arrived at our destination early in the afternoon. It was a lovely house that we had all to ourselves. We attempted to play golf with mushroom heads and walked down the road a ways. After cooking dinner, we ventured down the hill to the local tavern, where some guys offered to drive us to a farm the next morning to watch them shear the sheep. We got back and watched the incredible stars for a while, then lit sparklers to celebrate... um.. something... then watched the moon rise! It was gorgeous. And this has been a super long caption.