Holly and Judi Go Underground

Long-distance cycling was never a dream. In fact, there was never even the germ of a thought about getting on a bicycle to cross the continent. Death - my husband's - put these wheels in motion. Ten years after Holly and I cycled from the Pacific to the Atlantic, we continue to share incredible adventures, visiting the world from the seat of a bicycle. Welcome aboard The Underground Railroad. It's going to be an interesting journey. Judi a/k/a TheWanderingJu

Monday, May 12, 2008

3 Dead Snakes, Dozens of Dead Armadillos & Raccoons, and 102 Hot & Hilly Miles

102 Miles
Bay Minette to Jackson, AL

We were on the road for 11 hours (actual riding time 9 hours plus). At 85 miles I wanted to throw in the proverbial towel - but a good rest at a gas station/convenience store, a huge bottle of water, a bag of salty chips, a package of Access (some sort of goo that helps muscles to recover), and on-going nagging from Holly got me back on the bike. 

Our first 60 miles were a mix of great and good. The last 40 were hell - head winds until those last 15 miles. Long steep hills were a constant. However, we are here and this is a rest day. Tomorrow is a 98-mile day. We are in search of a good massage therapist for our aching bodies.

Thanks for visiting. Judi and Holly
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