When we awoke today, it was raining. That really is no surprise, is it? We only had 52 miles to ride today, so we waited until 10:30 to start riding in hopes that the rain would stop and it did. We had a ferry ride the first thing this morning and by the time we arrived at the dock, we had clear skies and sun. It was a wonderful day of riding.
We rode many times today along the beach and you could smell the ocean. I have always liked that smell and have always enjoyed the water. I think the love of the water comes from my Dad and Grandpa Brownell. My dad loves to fish and every chance he got while I was growing up, he would take us fishing. Since we were dairy farmers, those trips were the main trips that we took. My Grandpa Brownell is my Mom's Dad and was an emigrant from England. He joined the merchant marines and came over to the US as a young man and after being here knew where he wanted to end up. He and my grandma were from Liverpool and he always missed the sea after they emigrated to Idaho Falls. They lived a short time in Portland and loved that place because it was next to the ocean. My grandfather never did drive a car. He rode a bicycle. Maybe that is where I also received my love of bikes??
We are in Calabash, NC. We are about one mile from the South Carolina border so tomorrow we are down to three states. We also have 89 miles to rode tomorrow. It will be our longest day on the trip.
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