I got hit by a little rain a couple of times this trip, but not like this. Steady rain fell for the first couple of hours, and I made great time. The rain basically knocked the wind out of the air, and that made all the difference. Once I was fully wet, I settled into a good rhythm. I set my taillight to pulse, and I had no trouble being seen at all.
The height of this bridge was amazing. I don't think the pictures do it justice. The steamboat reminded me of one of the greatest books of all time. Screw Tom Sawyer, Stephen.
More rain. I stopped at a great little authentically southern restaurant for steamed squash, rice, and hamburger steak. It was delicious and filling.
I thought I would need the energy, that this would be a big day. But as the rain let up later in the afternoon, the wind came right back. I passed a motel in Midway, stopped for some pizza, and went back to the motel to call it quits for the day. I cleaned and dried the bike and bags besides doing my usual bit of motel laundry-- scrubbing in the sink and hanging clothes to dry.
Location:Ocean Hwy,Midway,United States
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