It actually felt good to get back on the bike again today. It really did our group a lot of good to take two days off from riding. I think everyone’s psyche, as well as body were somewhat rejuvenated. The ride was on a little busier roads than we usually ride due in part to having to get back on our route in a different direction, but it was a nice ride today. I ended up missing a turn and riding about 10 miles further than we were supposed to ride. I had no idea for about 10 miles that I had missed the turn. I checked the GPS on my phone in this town called Walterboro, where the next town was because the names of the roads were just not matching up. It said 22 miles when I was expecting 11 miles and when I figured it out, my morale just sunk for a bit. It is kind of weird how that happens. Then I just said to myself, “You know what you need to do, you just have to ride the extra miles and enjoy it”. That is what I tried to do and it turned out fine. I rode a total of 76 miles and it was a beautiful day of riding.
We did spot a dead alligator on the side of the road. It will be fun to start to try and see them in the rivers and swamps that we are passing. Tomorrow, we will cross into Georgia. The weather has cooled down considerably. It was 47 degrees when we took off this morning and it really never did hit 70 all day. It does make good riding weather. The wind blew from the south all day slightly, which was a bit annoying.
I tried to listen to conference on the bike while riding, but I kept losing my signal and finally gave up. I did get into camp early enough because of the time difference to listen to the last session. I sure did enjoy that. There was a talk that was given by a Japanese fellow and he talked about the missionaries that came to him and taught him. It was a bit emotional for me to listen to that talk because it reminded me of the people of Korea that I was able to work with. I so remember the day I came home from there. A bunch of people I met during the two years I was there came to the airport to see me off and it was so bitter-sweet. I wanted to go home and see my family, but I knew I wouldn’t see these people again in this life and I had developed such a love for them. It still tears me up a bit when I think of them.
I do a lot of thinking about the people that I meet on this trip. We are running through areas that are predominately black and the people that I have run into have been so kind. I stopped to get a chocolate milk today and the lady behind the counter was so kind. I told her about being lost and she was just so nice to say that it is a beautiful day and it will be ok. I ate my sandwich outside and this older man with few teeth came up and talked to me for a bit. When I got on the bike to leave, he said, “You be careful out there now”. It is just nice to think how many good people there are in the world, in which billions of them, we never meet. I wonder what these people’s lives are like I run into and hope they are happy. I have seen people living under bridges and you wonder what has happened in their life to get them there. It is just humbling to think that all these people are God’s children and that He knows them and loves them.
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