Charleston, SC to Daytona Beach, FL: Asking for Help

After 3 nights in Charleston I left with fresh legs and a hangover.  A couple UConn friends were at a wedding in town so I met them at a bar downtown, The Blind Tiger, for the post wedding reception party. Riding out of Charleston was not as pleasant as coming in, with high traffic, no shoulder, and a hangover. There was a bike path for a few miles, but it eventually turned to dirt so most of the riding was on highway 17.  The only highlight on that stretch of 17 was finding another flag.  This one was orange so I added it to my bike figuring it only makes me more visible.

I didn't know whose flag I was flying until I stopped to speak with an eight grader named Corbin on a back road in Adams Run SC.  He saw the flag  and asked if I was a Clemson fan.  Apparently there is a big rivalry between USC and Clemson, and according to Corbin most people liked USC in that area.  


Raleigh to Charleston: Sunny Days

You never know what to expect from a WarmShowers host (food, sleeping arrangements, personalities, politics), but this is all part of the fund and adventure, and I am generally happy to have some company at the end of the day.  My WS hosts from Raleigh to Charleston were not only kind and generous, but also inspirational.  

I spent my first night leaving Raleigh in a small town called La Grange, NC  with David, his mother, sister, and niece.  Upon arrival he brought me into the kitchen where a huge vegetarian meal was laid out on the counter.  After a 70 mile ride I couldn't imagine anything better.  While eating, David's mother, Wanna, came in the kitchen to offer me some ham.  I politely declined, and then she mentioned that David is a vegan and that all the food on counter was vegan.  Even better.

The picture doesn't do this meal justice.