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

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Mobile to Bay Minette, AL



36 miles
Time on the Road ~ Approximately 4 hours

Short day - later than usual start. At 8:30 took a group photo at a park near the hotel. The woman standing behind me is the wife of the man who was using my camera, as well as many others. All she could say was "He doesn't know anything about cameras." I think he did just fine. 

Before we left the trailer where we had packed our lunches and snacks and eaten our breakfast, Holly noticed that her cyclometer was not working. Not a problem - we had mine to work with. As we rode over to the park, I noticed that my cyclometer was not working either. Since it was a short day, with all of us in matching jerseys, we decided it would be easy enough to get to our destination - and it was. We crossed a number of bridges, one of which was 1.6 miles long, and near the end of our 36 miles, we were in rolling hills. The wind we encountered as we drove from Pensacola to Mobile is still around, but less so - fortunately - but with a lot of it being in our face. Half of us are in the Holiday Inn and the other women are at the Windwood Inn just down the road a bit. Since there are vacancies at this motel, we believe the reasoning behind this was to give all of us non-smoking rooms. Apparently, we will be dealing with "smoking" rooms off and on during the first week. 

Some long-distance rides have a significant beginning point and end point. Some do not. When we left New Orleans, there was nothing that told us we were at the end of the Mississippi River, other than the fact that we were. However, when we arrived at Lake Itasca there were many significant things that told us we were at the spot where the Mississippi River is born. In 1998 our beginning and end points were the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans. For this ride, the best we can use as a significant starting point would be the plaque in the photo I have attached. 


Tomorrow is a long one - 102 miles. We'd better get our bikes in order. It's good to be back on the road, to be laughing and struggling all at the same time. 

My turn in the shower. Thanks for stopping by. Holly and Judi


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