Day 46: Marianna to somewhere west of Tallahassee

This picture was actually taken a couple of days ago but there wasn't much to take a picture of today.  Florida has finally turned the heat on but it was an okay ride with enough breeze to keep us from overheating.  The ride was only 57 miles and there is not much to say about it.  It was amazingly hilly, in fact, the supposed flat ride we were supposed to have after California has never materialized for more than a half day or so.  My Garmin records the number of feet ascended every day and it has never been less than 1000...today was more than 2000.  We are just west of Tallahassee and apparently the ride tomorrow is right through the city and bad enough that  Bubba says we need to ride as a group.  I don't know how he will restrain the early starters...I got up to go to the bathroom this morning at 5:45 and one couple was already heading out.  They almost always leave first and are rarely seen on the road by the other riders.  There is another rider who is so anxious to leave early that she sleeps in her bike clothes.  I guess none of them are desperate for coffee and breakfast.

The high point of today's ride for me was that I managed to get my chain back on without asking John to ride west to help me.  I did have to call him and ask for instructions but with the help of fellow rider Connie, I was on the road again in a few minutes.  Now we have arrived at perhaps the dumpiest, shabbiest R.V. park of the whole trip-- and that after having written recently that the R.V. parks were getting nicer.  This one is not one bit nice-- no picnic tables, no electric outlets, no nice place to get out of the sun.  I am sitting in a stuffy laundry room where there are plugs and a place to put the computer.  Such are the uncertainties of life on the road.