I’ve ridden my bike up and down Bootjack Road so many times over the years. I have come to know every horrible bump, pothole, and crack along with the pain of struggling home after getting totally beat up and worn out. I’ve also come to know all the cottages and family names that have made this area their home across many generations.
I love the tradition for many homes to hang a family name sign along the road. These signs have shown me the way home and given me support as I push through the pain to complete those last 10 miles or so. I know that a cozy cottage on the lake is waiting for me along with the family I’ve loved for so many years.
