During one stretch of road a bunch of logging trucks kept going back and forth. Most of the local traffic and most of the logging trucks responded well to the presence of a bicycle on the road. There was one jerk amongst the logging truckers. When he was about a half mile back, he just laid on his horn and made it clear that he was not going to move anywhere or slow down, and I had to take the ditch. Size wins. I was tempted to respond with a fairly universal gesture of disapproval, but my conscience won (aided by the MDS logo on my back).
When I pulled in to Blakely, GA, I didn't know where I was going to sleep. It took me a heck of a lot longer than I thought it would to get from Dothan to Blakely, but later I realized that the Chattahoochee River also marks the line between Central and Eastern time zones. I ended up calling a state park 6 miles north of Blakely just after they had closed, but a woman was still in the office. She said that if I'd hurry, she'd wait for me. I told her I was on a bicycle and that it'd probably be 30 minutes. She said she'd stick around until I got there. The camp site is very well kept and quiet. I don't think people come camp out here much. I do have some neighbors that are quite friendly, even though their chihuahua isn't. Tomorrow I should make it to Americus, GA, where I will visit a friend and Hesston College Disaster Management graduate Alyssa Hostetler. I intend to take a day off the bike to clean it and let my legs rest before delving further into the rolling terrain of Georgia towards the ominous Appalachian Mountains. Seriously, they scare me.
And here's the camp site.
And the view.
And here's my spacious home.
Another great post Kid. Your story was in the York(Nebr) News Times today. I think it's a good article. Brought tears to my eyes. Your blogs make me feel better and I can tell you are meeting good (except scarey truckers) people. After this week of babysitting and garage sale I need a break, maybe I should come accompany you. (I'd have to drive the truck though) How far would a week get us, gotta be back by Sat night!
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