32-mile day, 537 total. Okay, you’re thinking 32 dinky miles – how will you ever get across the country at that pace? But today’s 32 miles were almost straight UP! The rumpled ridges that make up the Appalachian Mountains can be much more rumpled at certain places along our route.
We crossed Hayter’s Gap today, gaining 2,000 feet in less than three miles . . . which means riding the 85-pound bike/gear in the very lowest gear at between 3 and 4 miles an hour, gasping almost the whole way! (The pleasure in this is like hitting yourself on the thumb with a hammer . . . it feels so good when you stop!)
We had fun last night in Damascus as the hikers started invading town for the Trail Days. The pizza place where we ate had entertainment . . . pretty good too.
Earlier in the day, the Baptist Church hosted an eating contest. (No hands.)
We’re staying tonight in the Elk Garden Methodist Church. As we rolled in this afternoon, we were greeted by women who said to come on over to the parsonage for lunch. Turns out once a month they serve a huge meal for anyone who’d like to stop by. We had brisket sandwiches, potato salad, sweet tea, and four different kinds of dessert.
No showers, but I took a hose bath outside . . . and then fell sound asleep in my hammock.
My turn to cook with another rider . . . we had a chicken noodle dish with fruit cups and cinnamon graham crackers with cake frosting slathered on top. What a day! (We had a magician again entertain us with a baffling effect.)