The campground was eerily silent last night -- no crickets or frogs singing; not a single sound except for the occasional rustle of some animal going about its business.
Today was a much better traveling day, and I made great time into Gilman, where I stopped for lunch and a quick e-mail check. Then I rode west and reached Cornell around 3. Cornell was founded by the same man who founded Cornell University but had its boom as a transfer point for pulp wood. Now the railroad line has been turned into a bike trail, which I'll ride tomorrow. I camped at Brunet Island State Park.