Many people have asked about my most memorable moments from my Atlantic coast cycling tour. It is surprising how easily the days run together and how hard it is, in retrospect, to distinguish one day from another. But now that the journey is finished, I can reflect on the major patterns that I experienced and what makes the journey so memorable.
Over the next few posts, I’ll talk about some of those reflections. This post is about the beauty I experienced. Up next, read about the “Biking Bubble.”
Within a week, I will finish my 2,500 Atlantic Coast Cycling tour and Cycling for Good. Over the next week, in lieu of my “regular” schedule, I’ll remind you of the people who inspired my ride – both before and during my adventure. So hang in there – lots of posts to come, and without predictable internet, they may come in spurts!
At great risk of being overdramatic, my ride from Denver to Phoenixville, Pennsylvania gave me a chance to think about how our approach to cycling hills can be so much like our approach to other issues in life. Let me explain.
Read about my Woman Tours ride through Virginia! Farmland, horse farms, history, cool cities and the introduction of hills, hills and more hills!
In Part 1 of Cycling Beautiful North Carolina, you learned what it was like to cycle through tropical storm Ana as it moved on shore. In Part 2, I’ll share the remainder of our cycling tour through North Carolina. It was nothing less than magical – for the most part, we had great weather, great roads, beautiful rural scenery, and friendly people.
Riders On the Storm
If you read my blog, you know that our trip cycling through South Carolina brought busy two lane roads, logging trucks, bad pavement, huge rumble strips, no shoulders – in other words – hell for a cyclist. We heard that North Carolina would be different. But, in North Carolina, we would face tropical depression Ana. Learn about whether North Carolina delivered on its promise and what it was like to ride in a tropical depression.
After Georgia, our next state of cycling was South Carolina. We started on a great note – an off day! And Bob and Sadie drove down to spend the off day with me and have dinner with friends in Beaufort! In a state with Hilton Head, Beaufort and Charleston, what was not to like? We would soon see.
Wow! A lot has happened since I posted about arriving “home” Georgia! It seems like weeks, rather than a few days. Here’s the scoop on my ride through Georgia.
Yesterday, we arrived just over the border into Georgia! 433 miles completed, a little less than 2,400 miles to go! Here’s what I’ve been doing: