We didn’t have any problems last night. There was only minimal traffic past, so I got a decent nights sleep. We both got up just before 6 AM, and started packing up. Adam is going to try for 65+ miles today, to see if he can make it to the coast before school starts. We said our goodbyes and I finished packing my stuff up. I got out of there at 6:30, about 10 minutes behind Adam. I had told him to remember that it was Sunday, because many small …
We both woke up early, but slept in. It is hard to leave a cold, paid for motel room. We managed to get packed up and out by 10:30. The climb up into town was moderate, but much better than climbing Danger Hill. We were heading out of Christiansburg before noon. We had thought that we left the 666 road back behind us, but that wasn’t so. We rode along 666 (Mud Pike Rd) for most of the way into Radford. About halfway into Radford, we stopped for …
The alarm went off at 5:45 and we started getting things together. After looking at the route last night, we knew that today was going to be hard. We rolled out of Troutville at 6:30 and Adam started in the wrong direction. I agreed with him, because my GPS was set to inside mode (GPS radio off) and was pointing west. We figured out our mistake in a half mile and turned around. Total mileage: 1 mile. Total progress: 0. So we started again at …
Adam and I both woke up a few times and went back to sleep. We finally started getting up around 8:45. We grabbed our things and got out of the motel room at check-out time (11 AM). As the trash can indicates, we might have over done it a little, staying right next to a Wal-Mart.
I had gotten up and to on the rain fly, because the water in the stream and the trees blowing both sounded like rain at times. This gave me some comfort to sleep more soundly, but I still slept in a little. I started pedalling up and out of the Tye River Gap Campground just past 11 AM.
I have been having the same basic conversation over and over again. I really thought that Trans-Am cyclists would have already answered them all before, but I guess there aren’t all that many of us. Well, not all that many of us that look like a cross between a wheel chair and a NASA satelite.
The gain in self-confidence of having accomplished a tiresome labor is immense. –Thomas Arnold Bennett I woke up at 6 AM, reset my alarm, and went back to sleep. Then I woke up a 7 AM and I felt a little better about it, so I didn’t reset the alarm and I got up. I had partially packed up last night, but left the panniers empty. I maneuvered the bike out of the bike house (not an easy task, but much easier when unloaded) and started filling …
This post is almost entirely pictures. I spent two days at the bike house and filled up my 1 GB memory cards more than a few times. Yes, yes. Those of you from the future are rolling your eyes at 1 GB. Even I am a little as I’m posting this to the new site. But 1 GB WAS big in 2002.
I woke up at around 8 AM, when June came into the bike house. She told me not to get up, but I told her to come on in. We sat and talked for an hour about some of the people that had come through before and about how modern times are so much different than old times. I was able to talk with June a couple of times throughout the day and had a good time during each conversation.
I adjusted my kickstand mount that was working loose this morning. Checkout time was noon and I got out of my room at 12:05. I actually had to rush to get packed up by noon. Then I got to wait about 10 minutes for an empty elevator going down. People were not agreeable to share an elevator with my bike and its 2 spare inches.
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