The other bike here belongs to a guy I met in Eautaw Alabama. he was on a his from Charleston, South Carolina to Alaska (by way of California) and back. Believe it or not, there is a bike in front of all of that stuff. He had front and rear panniers, a Burly trailer with tons of crap strapped to the top of it, and he had a Bob bag strapped to his rear rack. And I was thinking three pairs of shorts was too many...
The back roads are dotted with old, abandoned country stores. There seems to be a 1:1 ratio between those that are actually open, and those that aren't; It's usually hard to tell.
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