9000 Miles. Into North Carolina.
In Greensboro I stay at an Air BnB, the home of Ed and Sarah. Ed is a minister on the nearby college campus. I am their first guest, and I hope after me they still want to host! Sarah offers me some home cooked Indian Curry, which they felt was too spicy to eat, but I enjoyed it.
I explain that I’m an omnivore, which means that if half of it is edible, it’s all edible. Ahh, the advantages of a roaring furnace for a stomach. We talk about respect for and appreciation of the many beliefs that people hold.
I cycle to Concord NC, and stay at another Air BNB. Cynthia, my ex, who lives in NC, is going to drive a couple hours to visit me. I am looking forward to spending the day with my wife of 27 years. That’ll be the first familiar face I’ve seen in months.
Then it’s a push to get home. I can feel the tropical heat, I’m only 700 miles away.
Into North Carolina.
The roaring chippy dust corn harvest.
Fun to ride behind and watch horse legs.