Yesterday, I had a great time riding - made it as far as Mineral, where I met Barry and Vicki, two bikers (the kind that wear leather, not lycra) who offered me a berth at their farm. They lived about 12 miles out of my way, so I thanked them and slept and showered at the fire station.
Had a good old fashioned breakfast in Mineral this morning and made it as far as Charlottesville this afternoon, about 50 miles so far. I hope to make it to Afton, where the famed Cookie Lady lives, but the terrain has been rather demoralizing for a flat-lander like me. It's all I can do to crawl up some of these climbs at 5mph. It's fun to scream down the other side at 35mph, but I invariably have to crawl back up at 5mph. I could really go for a nap!
Signing off,
John