Today was the first of two back to back short days. And the best part about this one, it was supposed to be all downhill!
With that in mind, I did not set an alarm this morning and instead woke up when the sun started to peer into my tent. I lazily got ready and stopped at the local coffee shop for a pastry, a cup of coffee and a few conversations before hitting the road.
The ride was just as expected: fast! For 45 miles, I sped down hill, usually only pedaling because I wanted to go faster, rarely because I had to. Even though it was short and downhill, I still found myself drenched in sweat when I pulled into Dayville due to the heat and humidity.
I saw a store that said “Ice Cream” and immediately went in. One milkshake later, I was talking to the store owner who told me about a church I could sleep in. She called the pastor (the mother of one the employees at the ice cream shop) and she said I should head right over. It was only a few blocks away but I was once again sweating when I got there.
Before I got to the door, it swung open and Stewart greeted me warmly. He had arrived about an hour earlier after taking a similarly laidback approach to the morning. He showed me where the shower was and gave me a quick tour of the church.
After some bike maintenance (Stewart helped me fix some brake issues I’d been having) and a few glasses of water, we headed back to the ice cream shop for sandwiches and a beer.
Tomorrow will be another short day but involves a lot of climbing so I’ll probably go back to the early wake up.
Elevation gained: 600 ft
Milk shakes: 1