A very quiet, peaceful night's sleep. Awake 5am glorious lade view out my tent door. As I rode off into the morning in search of a Larson for breakfast the rain started. Route 37, hills rain, tunnels, scary fast truck, more rain, very narrow shoulder gushing with water from the heavy rain. Decided this is not what I want to do - cycle route 37.
Took the next turn to the right and headed for the hills. Route 266. Zoomed along the valley still raining but no trucks. Beech forests. Thinking I was some distance from any town I pitched my tent in a roadside shelter, wet and tired.
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