




Actually it was a thunderstorm delay. I got through 73 miles or so today. But that means that if I want to finish tomorrow, I have to bike 87 miles. It's not unheard of, but it's also supposed to rain of and on all day tomorrow. Cross your fingers I make it to the coast. Enjoy the sunrise on the beach, the Spanish moss, America's smallest church, and me in front of a swamp. I didn't see any alligators today—shame.
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