Would you believe that after all these weeks of biking and so much rain lately that Taylor's bike shoes smelled kind of bad? It was true...in fact last night he wanted and needed them to dry out but he didn't want them in the camper, or smelling up the van...and he thought some wild animal or campground dog would sniff them out and carry them off if he left them to dry outside...so he put them in the storage area under the front of the camper.
This morning I drove him back the 45 minutes to Suffolk where we left off yesterday (remember, we had to flex the plan a bit after my bike accident) so he could finish up the TransAmerica bike ride -- Pacific all the way to the Atlantic!!
Let's do this thing! Right as he was about to leave for the final stretch we realized...
...his bike shoes were still in the camper storage! Uh oh! I offered to drive back to Virginia Beach, get them and follow the route to get them to him before he completed the entire ride, but he said, "No, this will be fine." If nothing else it made the last portion of the ride memorable! (His bike shoes clip in to the pedals - they are only a couple inches large)
...and he made it!!
Whoot! Whoot!
