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

Friday, May 9, 2008

Mobile At Last ~ Holly and Judi


Lunch at the Atlanta Airport

Felice got me to FLL in such good time, despite the fact that it was rush hour, that, for the modest fee of $5 I was able to get onto an earlier flight to Atlanta. Holly and I arrived nearly the same time. Flights were good, Pensacola airport small and easy to move through, full size rental car was a dream - total cost, including gas at the end of the drive, $36, Mapquest right on the money getting us to Cadence 120 Bicycle Works, Mobile airport, where we dropped the car, was a NIGHTMARE to get out of. We waited more than an hour for a taxi to take us back into town. We shared the taxi with two other women from the group and are at the historic Battle House Hotel in downtown. It is beautiful and our room is huge. We walked down to a small cafe for a light dinner, ran into our guide, Laurie, as well as Lois, one of the riders from last year's Mississippi River ride. We are beat. It is 10PM Central Time - which means 11PM at home. Holly has been up since 4:00 and I since 3:30. Time to rest. Thanks for visiting. 


We stopped along the highway to take this photo.

Our First State Line Sign

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