Climbing the bridge into Charleston was one of the most tiring quarter miles of the trip. The wind, plain and simple. Even on the downhill side I had to pedal to get anywhere.
Saw some pretty country here. The only problem is, when the scenery opens up like this, the wind gets added momentum.
Never forget? Never forget what? That the F shouldn't be capitalized? What was most spooky about this billboard was that it was on a backroad. And I heard banjo music.
I've been finding some good, cheap motels lately. How did I take this picture? Think about it.
A good day. Over 80 miles, even with the persistent breeze. This trip may be about getting over my hatred for the wind. Making peace.
Nah.
Location:Ridgeland,United States
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