May 30 and 31. Inlet to Osceola then Fulton, NY

I’m doing a post for two days because I camped last night in Osceola and could get reception in one very specific place if I held my elbow in exactly the right position.  I let the daughters know I was alive and in place and didn’t try too hard otherwise.
I left Inlet after an interesting discussion with the owner of the Marina Motel about the economy of the region and the impact of the glaciers on the area.  Apparently his motel is built on a sandpit that was at the end of a glacier  and he does stone work with the round stones caused by the water streaming from the glaciers. He said that his little town was harsh on people even though it is lovely.  Most people have to have two jobs to survive or have family money to support them.  He mentioned that he does stone work for those people with family money. He has considered moving to Asheville  because the stone work is breaking down his body, But can’t quite give up on it yet.
I had a beautiful ride along the Finger Lakes through some tiny towns built as summer communities to enjoy the lakes.  As I moved toward Boonville it was obvious that I was moving into farm territory and had a road race with a tractor at one point.  On the downhill I was ahead but then on the uphill I couldn’t compete.  My plan had been to stop in West Layton to camp.  I had even called ahead to make sure there was a camping spot for me.  But when I arrived I discovered that the camping spot was right behind a convenience store with no bathroom facilities and I was the only camper planning to be there.  So while I ate a Klondike ice cream bar I considered what to do.  If I were 19 and had a hippy boyfriend I probably would have considered staying.  I couldn’t go back to the town before, that’s against the rules so I moved forward.  The next possible place to stay was a campground that was 20 miles away.  Not remarkable by car but on a bicycle quite different at the end of the day.  I arrived at the campground in Osceola and discovered I was the only camper there but at least there was a warm shower and the manager and his wife lived on site.  They had a restaurant that was open but had not had a customer all evening so even though I had planned a delicious freeze dried meal, I decided to eat at their restaurant.  I was gently encouraged to eat the chicken breast which was fine with me. While I was there two fishing guys came in for a drink but no food.  Hard to keep a business alive on one camper and one meal.  I hope the season improves.
Camping was uneventful and I slept well and warmly.  No need to sleep in my down jacket for the first time.  The weather is improving.
Today, I rode along Lake Ontario for most of the day but didn’t see much of the lake.  I did experience the boats on wheels part of being by the lake.  Those guys worry me because they don’t seem to remember that they have that big boat behind them as they whip along.