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We are still laughing and it's Day 12...this IS a really a good time
Sorry this day's blog is so looong, but so much happened today.
We wanted to get on the road early as rain was starting to fall and more was expected. Rain gear is a wonderful thing. Jim fed us eggs and toast, THANK YOU! And we headed up the hill for another day of unexpected goodness. Though everyday has brought such extremes of difficulties followed by exceptional provision and goodness so that is now my expectation.
The hills are much better, more doable, long but more gradual. Only walked once.
Stopped in Sealton, VA to get food and chatted about cycling with the youngish deli clerk who wanted to know, "How old ARE you?" Funny how when you are 40 something, that 60 something sounds ancient. When those of us in our 60s know life has just begun.
By now you know we are not going to make it to Quebec, but Virginia Beach is within our range of possibilities. When bike camping, its best to stay flexible. Each day is not what you plan, but better.
Old plantation
Historian John and Dave --read details on Dave's blog on FB page DAVID MADSEN
We stopped in Port Royal, VA. The scenery and the southern drawls I was hearing reminded me we were in a new part of the country.
Dave and I were sitting in Hornes Restaurant -they had the best strawberry shake that was served with a long spoon in a parfait glass accompanied by the frosty metal mixing container from the shake machine. I had not seen one of those in years. It was delicious!
We had not found a campground spot for the night. The map showed no possibilities. Some heavy showers were expected by 6pm so we best be on our way.
Isabella's and John's church.
A couple hours later, Dave spotted a quaint historic church on the side of the road complete with huge shade trees and cemetery. We pulled in for a rest stop. Giant magnolia tree with blossoms as big as my head.
Ancient cedar trees thick with berries towered over the property. The church has been there since 1731.
As I sat on the swings, a couple drove up in a truck to see what we were up to and if we needed help. They had keys to the church so we got a wonderful impromptu tour back in history. They still attend the church and all the parishioners have keys to the building.
Isabella and Roger and Deb inside their historic church.
Roger loaded our bikes into their truck and invited us to spend the night. As we watched the thunderstorm pour down across the Rappahanack River behind their home, I was so grateful to be inside.
The river runs right by their farm. Isabella shared wonderful stories of their grandchildren swimming in the river and kayaking up and down the shore.
Deb, Isabella & Hawk- a beautiful, cool afternoon chat session
Roger our gracious host and saddle builder.
There are lots of pics of this creative family. We felt so at home it seems like I am sharing family pics.
Roger's latest saddle build.
Misty and 3 other horses are part of the family.
Sunshine and Hawk.
Bogie
Isabella created a delicious dinner complete with apples and asparagus fresh from their farm. Thanks !
So grateful to know these wonderful people.
Isabella even had nail polish for me. I had jettisoned my nail supplies shortly after the trip began. Too much weight!
What a lovely evening we had watching the rain storm and lightening move across the river, and sharing wonderful conversation with interesting, loving, giving people. Another day of Devine provision. Grateful.