Threading the storm needle

Day 25. 4/30/22. 57 miles. AIS 5:02 hrs. 1138 elev. 11.4 mph

DeFuniak Springs FL to Marianna FL

Putting on damp clothes. We had one morning in Louisiana where our overnight washed bike clothes didn’t dry out. Since we’ve arrived in Florida they are never dry in the morning. Doesn’t matter if they are on the line outside or inside. Most of the time you put them on damp and with the humidity you can’t really tell after a few minutes! Honestly I haven’t spent a lot of time in humid states or countries. It would take some adjusting time for me to like it full time.

It’s Saturday morning and once again we have the pleasure of low traffic volume until about 10/10:30am. It’s just nice to ride and hear birds rather than vehicles. We were on the same Hwy 90 ALL day but overall it was lighter and slower moving traffic than yesterdays. Gives you a chance to relax your shoulders, look around a little and enjoy the weather.

Thinking about weather….we knew there were thunderstorms in the forecast. Somehow by luck and planning we managed to be behind or ahead of them today. We were dry all day. At one point we pulled over because we could see the dark clouds ahead. We sat it out for about 10 minutes. Saw a few good lightning bolts and a couple loud cracks of thunder. The kind that make you jump! The last 4 miles into Marianna we pushed a little faster to stay ahead of the next one rolling in. Made it 😊

Crossing the river. Choctawhatchee River. I like the name of this river. Saturday morning the boat ramp parking lot had many boat trailers parked. Busy place on a Saturday. Also really liked the swampy area we crossed called appropriately Alligator Creek.

Small towns in southern states…Festivals. Bakeries, Convenience stores. This is a whole subject I intend to dive into on my “break day”. I’ve been mulling this over for weeks. Hahahaha. Coming soon😊

We are in search of some pizza tonight. Not chain pizza but local. Took a bike ride to get there. No ambiance….zero. It was mostly takeout. Oh well…it tasted okay and we ate it. Remind myself, this is middle America, not a gourmet trip😜