Yesterday’s ride was the most difficult, even more so than
the first day’s struggle to reach St. Augustine. By now, with a week’s worth of
pedaling, my legs, heart and lungs are handling the ride well. Virtually every
other bodily mechanism is protesting, but the physical demands of terrible
roads left me battered. Long before reaching Moncks Corner I knew I could not
settle for a tent stay. The Colonial Inn was adequate and under $50. Balancing
physical and financial aspects is consuming much of my idle mind time while
riding. I have convinced myself that eventually I will find a campground at the
right time and in the right place. Perhaps I am justifying.
I left at 8 knowing that across the street was Burger King
and sausage, egg and cheese croissants. Twenty minutes later I was well fueled and
committed to my version of a rest day. $39 would buy me a night in the Colonial
Inn in Andrews, SC!
After escaping the multi-lane, intown, rush hour traffic of
Moncks Corner the ride was on truly pleasant secondary roads.
Much of the first half of the trip traversed Frances Marion
National Forest. Riders are common enough that two gentlemen stopped to ask
where I was headed and to relate brief stories about other riders they had met.
They accounted for 25% of the traffic I encountered while covering
approximately 20 miles. This section of the route was pleasant and passed
quickly. Much of time I was shielded from the sun by thick forest, adding to
the positive nature of the ride.
Knowing that I would be finished riding in about 4 hours was
uplifting. My tota pedaling time was less than 3.5 hours. I was able to unload
my bike, ride unfettered to a nearby Laundromat and wash things then later have
a sit-down meal of lasagna at Antonio’s in downtown Andrews. As with all food
consumed on this trip, the food was wonderful. Understand this . . . EVERYTHING
tastes good.
I am now faced with the possibility of severe weather
tomorrow. My primary goal is a campground near Calabash, NC, a distance of
about 88 miles. I have also looked at a less than $50 motel (Red Hill) in
Conway, SC. Weather is predicted to be less severe on Thursday, so Conway make
be a salvation.
Perhaps I should have decided to cycle for a cause and
sought donations. I could have donated 80% to the cause and used 20% for
expenses. But what cause other than “because I want to do it”? The AC maps
clearly identify more campgrounds as I travel further north and there is the
hostel at the north end of OBX. How about southbound? Campgrounds have been
relatively easy to find using Google maps, so I have less concern, at least as
far as Greensboro. Traversing more South Carolina roads is a bit daunting.
Enjoying your journey Ed! Hope to enjoy a cold one with you when you get back.
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Glad you had a better day Ed. Your account of yesterday's leg was painful just to read. Perhaps you should rest a day.
ReplyDeleteRest? We don't need no stinking rest! Actually, it's funny how a fifty mile day feels like rest. And how can I rest when I have to get there and back to get the guerillas in shape?
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