Day 0. 0 Miles. New Orleans.
Day 1. 77 miles. 103° F Heat Index.
Day 1.5. Suburbakillyah.
Day 2. 133 Miles. Dumb Hot°. Not Dead Yet.
Day 2.5. All Spoked Out
Day 3. 198 Miles. Natchez holding pattern.
Day 3.5. On the Trace!
Day 4. 258 Miles. No DeLoreans, no phone booths, no hot tubs.
Day 5. 307 Miles. No Reverse.
Day 6. 366 Miles. 7 Star Accommodation.
Day 7. 473 Miles. Seventh Day Century.
Day 7.5. Degendered bathrooms and caloric donations
Day 8. 536 miles. Ala-fricken-bama.
Day 8.5.…it tried everyone’s strength and patience.
Day 9. 623 Miles. No showers til Nashville.
Day 10. 660 Miles. Nashvillain.
Day 10.5. And as things fell apart, nobody paid much attention.
Days 11 & 12. 718 Miles. Enter the Headwind.
Day 13. 825 Miles. Let’s get ready to rumble… strip!
Day 14. 897 Miles. Return of the Tailwind.
Day 15. 964 Miles. Guard Rail Seating Only.
Day 16. 1,046 Miles. Rail trail shall tail sail, pal.
Day 17. 1,104 Miles. Ride the Lightning through Chappelleville.
Day 17.5. Road Kill Roll Call.
Day 18 & 19. 1,188 Miles. The Heart of Ohio and the (One) Eye of the Tiger.
Day 20. 1,273 Miles. Back to Reality.
Day 20.5. The Ubiquitous Bike Lean.
Day 21. 1,347 Miles. Fording the Fire.
Day 21.5. Isis Got Shotgun.
Day 22. 1,485 Miles. Road To Nowhere.
Day 23. 1,485 Miles. Ain’t Nothing To It But To Do It.
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In “Desert Solitaire”, Edward Abbey notes:
“A man on foot, on horseback or on a bicycle will see more, feel more, enjoy more in one mile than the motorized tourists can in a hundred miles. Better to idle through one park in two weeks than try to race through a dozen in the same amount of time. Those who are familiar with both modes of travel know from experience that this is true; the rest have only to make the experiment to discover the same truth for themselves.”