As a newcomer to this forum, I thought I'd post a few photos from last summer. This was the first time in approximately twenty years that I had gotten back into cycling and the first tour of any sort for my daughter. The trip was inspirational for us, to say the least. We learned that water never tasted as well in all those years before. Must have had something to do with the hills and humidity and the temperatures in the 40 degrees range - but what a great trip it was!
Near the border just inside of Texas. We camped that night in dirt tracks on a logging road:
Western Kentucky. Rolling hills, hills and more hills:
Resting on a crest on the Blue Ridge Parkway ... near the Virginia and North Carolina border:
Pushing up a hill, in the refreshing rain, somewhere in Kentucky
We wild camped all except four days at campgrounds and four days in hotels ... plus this treasured find; a cycling hostel and AMAZING FOOD!
The flats of Louisiana: