Day 11, Christiansbug to Wytheville.

This is the biggest river we crossed yet. It's called The New River. It is the second oldest river in the world, and the oldest in the U.S. I'm serious, I'm not making this up.

That's Paula, Lisa is riding shot gun. I'm safely out of the line of fire in the back.

This butterfly begged me to take his picture. True, or False?

Actually Paula took this shot. I was too busy riding.

She took this picture also. I had my hands full trying not to get runned over.

I took this shot while riding my bike. Talanted, wouldn't you say?

These things are all over the place. At first, I thought they were planted by the county or something, but they are everywhere.

I just don't get it. If everybody is trying to save water, then what is this?

Lisa and I stopped at his store for a cold drink. I wish I could have recorded the store owners accent. It would have blown you away. I was totally amussed by it, until I realized that it was I who sounded funny to them.


Today we did our most mileage yet. It includes about 5 miles of being lost. But hey, mileage is mileage. We logged 64.23 miles. We got our average late start. Left the Super 8 at about 9:00AM. The first 5 miles was hectic as we had to navigate through an inter state junction. Being from Molokai, this is a huge deal. Let me set the scenario. You have this local boy who is used to riding his bike on lightly traveled two lane roads all his life. Then all of a sudden, he finds himself smack dab in the middle of a freeway junction with about 50 stop lights facing every direction, with a hundred and fifty cars, trucks, and trailers all wanting to run you over. You wait for the light to change, but it seems to take forever. You want to cross, but when you look around, you notice that everyone is looking at you and revving their engines as if saying, "Go ahead, Make my day."

Once that was over with, it was duck soup. The rest of the day found us traversing rolling hills. The climbs today didn't seem as steep as some we have encountered in the past, but there were a few that seemed like they would not end. How can that be? I wondered. The down hills seemed short, like we were being short changed. Of course this is all in my imagination. But I needed some excuse to justify how hard I was sweating. My eyes were burning to the point I had to stop and wipe them dry cause I couldn't see. Lisa on the other hand, didn't sweat at all. At least that's the way it seemed to me. Little did I know that she was popping energy boosting drinks and pain killers every chance she got. "Cheater!" I wanted to yell. But again, It's probably all in my imagination. All in all, we did good. Tonight we are staying at the Travelite Motel in Wytheville. They have wifi and is in walking distance from several good places to eat.

Gotta go shower, See ya. Ted.