Looking across the lake from the campground this morning

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View from the bridge across the Chattahoochie River

We did pretty good last night by avoiding the re-boiled jambalaya which was regurgitated as jambalaya soup.  A number of the riders who did not go out to eat were complaining to day of an upset stomach and diarrhea. I had the all you can eat ribs with Don, Liam, Ken and Judy.  After supper we retired to Ken and Judy’s hotel where we enjoyed fried pies which are a Texas treat. Judy had brought them out with here for a treat.

The ride today was only 57 miles down high #90. It is a very smooth highway which is not real busy however it is a four lane highway, so there is fair amount of traffic. You always have to be on your guard. The biggest complaint is that it is not all that scenic. I would have thought that there would be lots of country lanes we could have taken to get off the big highway.  There were a few hills to keep it a interesting, and the tail wind couldn’t be beat.

The last 10 miles I hooked up with Wallace and we found a few big hills which were fun doing some hill sprints on. Wallace can spin at 125+ rpm so he can really climb. I can’t make that kind of speed so I have to rely on putting the bike in a higher gear and pushing through it.

Tonight’s camp which is allegedly the last camping night is in a total dump. It would be hard to find a dumpier place than this one. We are right beside the highway and are camped around a swamp.

Terry