I packed up my stuff and left the campground and rode about 4 miles to get breakfast. It was going to be another hot one today. I could tell that I left the railroad bed, because it was still in use, after I got out of Cobb Country, Georgia.
My ride was made much more pleasant by meeting and riding about 30 miles with a man named Stan who rides this trail almost everyday. We had great conversation about everything. I think he's the first Southerner I've met who believes in gun control. I likes to watch the deer.
I stopped at the Alabama line, where the Silver Comet trail becomes the Chief Ladiga trail.
He told me to stop at the Eubanks Center in Piedmont, AL which is a welcome center for cyclists passing through. I started telling one of the employees where I was riding from and he asked me where specifically in NH I was riding from. I told him that I lived near the Canadian border and he asked me if I had ever heard of Colebrook. HAHA. It was awesome.
I once again tried to contact some of the local churches to put me up and nobody bit. I went to a hotel.
See that section on the sign for grits. I'm in the South now.
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