You would think 78 miles wouldn’t be so hard, but it was. There was enough of a head wind this morning that at mile 22 I opted to skip the 2 mile detour to the Reelfoot Lake visitor center. I was glad I did because at mile 35 there was another visitor center, smaller but still nice, on pretty much the same thing. At mile 40, we entered Kentucky and I started riding with Pat. (Pat is my great friend with whom I rode across the southern portion of the US in 2008. She had ridden a total of about 100 miles in training for this trip. I probably rode 1300 miles in training.) We took a cute ferry across the Mississippi and met up with the SAG for the 60 mile stop. The headwinds turned nasty and Pat turned on the gas. She pulled me (meaning she rode in front of me, breaking the wind) for the next 15 miles seemingly without effort. After that, I graciously offered to be in front for the remaining 3 miles. Wasn’t that nice of me?
Dinner was once again amazing with caprese salad, and an eggplant/tofu concoction for those of us who prefer not to eat meat.
The hotel for the night is another nondescript Quality Inn. It’s 8:30 and I’m fighting to stay awake. I don’t think I can last long.
You offered to pull the last three miles but did you actually do it?
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