“Oh the Weather Outside is Frightful”: I get to where all my clothes!

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  • 18 Jan 2017
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Saturday January 7, 2017, 48 miles (77 km) – Total so far: 372 miles (599 km)

Walterboro to Johns Island, SC near Charleston.
Man, it rained hard all night but tapered off as morning approached. Glad I was covered well in the hotel. I know, I know. I promise to camp next week. After all, I’m carrying all this gear.

The temperature started at 39 degrees so it was a little hard to get motivated to ride a bike today. Oh but wait. There’s a Waffle House across the parking lot. How convienent. I just love me some pecan waffles, coffee and crispy bacon in the morning. Not to mention talking up the fine ladies working there.

I'm sorry but I forgot her name. Usually I write it down but not this time. She's from Germany and has lots of children but took time to mother me as well.

Now to leave. Where did I pack that warm weather gear? Opted for my usuall kit but added a long sleeve shirt, head warmer, socks and shoe (sandal) covers, neoprene backed gloves and my rain suit.

The weather's not the only thing that looks frightful. One of my IG friends said I looked like a woodpecker with my nose shield on. Haha!

This combination worked well even though there was a stiff wind, usually a tailwind, and the temperature had dropped to 36 F when I started. Not much sweating today.

I was excited to ride today because I’d be arriving at my daughter’s house for a couple of days off. Somewhere down the road, a song started forming in my head so I turned on the memo app and recorded the bits and pieces that came to me. If I don’t do this, the lyrics and tunes are gone forever. Hopefully, a complete song will come from this and I have time to work on it. It’s about riding in the cold rain. Go figure.

Google wasn’t finished with me though. I really only had two roads to follow and even I can keep that straight. When I got to Hwy 17 though, it was a busy, four lane without a shoulder. I was willing to turn off of it when Google suggested but knew right away, her route wasn’t going to work.

Turn right then take an immediate left. Ok, I'm not falling for it this time. BTW, there was no other road to even choose from.

I wonder what the self-driving car would have done in this situation? Are they working on self-pedaling bikes?

Found my own way off of 17 and traveled down beautiful, live oak covered roads, past quaint houses and the occasional salt marsh, teaming with oysters and shrimp. I just love that smell which means I’m near the ocean.

Obviously, this is a good route as it's marked for an organized ride.

About 30 miles into the ride though, I was getting cold and hungry. Then, what did I see? Snowflakes mixed with the rain.! My first snow tour, in Charleston no less. Who would have guessed? I was so excited. It didn’t last long and there really wasn’t enough to take a picture of but it sure picked me up.

When I got to the town of Hollywood, I saw a resturant with my name on it. Korner Kitchen serving soul food. I swerved right in and got red rice covered with okra soup, a porkchop, cornbread and sweet tea. God, that was good. Not to mention the fantastic service by the staff and owner. You guys fueled me right up for those last few miles.

Here's my lovey ladies who fed me at the Korner Kitchen. I very carefully wrote all their names down in my phone but can't find them. So sorry but thanks so much for the fine meal. Photo by Elizabeth.

Only twelve more miles separated me from Erin and they flew by. She knows me well, and as her Goldie-doodle, Brie, frolicked all around me, Erin offered a Jamison to warm me up. Matt came home soon after and we ate a fine home cooked meal of chicken and rice and watched football until I fell asleep on the couch.