Statesboro was a nice place and the Mexican restaurant where
I ate, El Sombrero, was outstanding. Mole Ranchero! $8.50! Salsa obviously
prepared on-site. Nice way to end a long day.
As appealing as Statesboro was it contrasted greatly to the
endless piney woods and verdant fields. I did cross the Ogeechee and Savannah
Rivers. Southern rivers have an aura about them; dark, slow moving, tree draped
banks, perfect places to idle away time fishing. Another contrast, too.
Southern rivers versus Interstate 95.
Entering South Carolina brought one very significant change.
Roads. Many of the rural roads in both Florida and Georgia were rough, but
rough was the apparent standard as soon as I crossed the Savannah River. Paved
edges, defined by white lines, when they exist are often very narrow.
There was no rain and very little to talk about. I am still
on pace, still sore, still tired at the end of each day. I am also thrilled by
being able to do this thing. I ebb from wondering why I am doing it then flow
with the joy of doing it.
Can I make it all the way?
Ed, Yes you can do it!!! You are The Bomb!!!
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