The ride today was 78 miles as I did it...which did not include a side trip into a state park with a spring fed pool. Several riders took that option, but I have learned that on a ride of more than 60 miles if I don't get into town and find real food I will be struggling at the end. So I headed directly to our motel, arriving around 2:00, and immediately ran to the diner across the street for lunch. Phew!
The first 45 miles of the ride were more of what we have been riding.....a two lane state highway with a shoulder and some traffic....and so flat that passing cars disappear into the horizon. These miles were rescued from tedium by the presence of glorious wild flowers....pinks, yellows, pale blues. Most of the morning the sky was overcast so the heat and humidity didn't begin to rise until closer to noon. The second part of the ride followed a bike path for a while and then some less traveled roads before putting us back on a state route for the final miles into town. Who knew Florida was so flat?!
More on fried pickles.... I have it on good authority that while it may not be considered a vegetable it is definitely considered a staple! Sorry for us in the north!
Greta, I'm thinking of you these final days of your journey. I can imagine the mixed emotions you must be feeling. I am happy to report that the trees have actually sprouted leaves the past couple of days. Yesterday it reached 80 and nearly so today. Enjoy the rest of your ride!
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