Long ride on Saturday, some through rain. Kind of tired. I’ll update later.
UPDATE: Okay, it’s Sunday afternoon. Now I’ll post the pictures.
Hot and humid this morning. Not as bad as Mississippi or Louisiana. Here, there was at least a little wind.
The rain began to come down hard. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but I was concerned that it might present a visibility problem for cars behind me.
CYCLIST’S TIP: One very nice feature of Dollar General stores is that they have water fountains inside, which are helpful for refilling bottles.
I resumed riding when the rain had reduced to a light shower.
The co-owner warned me that it would be expensive for a room on Saturday. $80. That was higher than places in Pensacola, but I felt good that she warned me. Sunday would be only $55. The room was not as newly-remodeled as a chain would be, but it was in good repair, which is more than I could say for the previous place. Wi-fi worked. I’d call this place a far better value at $80 than the $75 one last night.
I found myself nodding off after dinner, so went straight to bed with only a brief blog update. I had already determined that there were a few churches nearby.
Miles today: 60.7
(Visited 69 times, 1 visit(s) today)
That was some seriously dark and gloomy weather. Glad that you are okay (and that your lodging is better).
Entering a new motel or campground is kind of like being a hunter-gatherer. But instead of figuring out where the water and food sources are, and how to make a shelter, I find myself looking for where the power outlets are, whether there is ice (there is none at this motel, and at the last one, it was 25 cents a bucket), and where I can set my laptop to work.
Crab cakes… they’re okay. I’m getting tired of deep-fried food.
That was some seriously dark and gloomy weather. Glad that you are okay (and that your lodging is better).
Crab cakes…. mmmmm….
Entering a new motel or campground is kind of like being a hunter-gatherer. But instead of figuring out where the water and food sources are, and how to make a shelter, I find myself looking for where the power outlets are, whether there is ice (there is none at this motel, and at the last one, it was 25 cents a bucket), and where I can set my laptop to work.
Crab cakes… they’re okay. I’m getting tired of deep-fried food.