Elevation gained: 703/Miles: 83/Total Miles: 482
Entering Alabama – queue up Lynyrd!
Today began with a 6am wake up call courtesy of the family next door who by the sound of it were instructing one another in the art of Greco-Roman wrestling. To make matters worse, I stumbled into the bathroom and mistakenly applied a copious amount of Desitin to my toothbrush and brushed vigorously until my cerebral cortex awoke and signaled that something wasn’t quite right. When you start morning in this fashion, you know the rest of the day is nothing but upside. And, it was.
But first, on the subject of Desitin, I’ve been using a ton of it lately. I’m thinking of purchasing a gallon tub and mounting it on my rack. For the uninitiated, most bicyclists use a lubricant known affectionately as “ Butt Butter” to decrease friction in your riding shorts. Unfortunately, I used up all of mine and haven’t found a bike shop that carries any; thus, my reliance on that old standby “Desitin”. As an added benefit, the Desitin aroma allows me to get “special” seating in restaurants.
Today was beautiful. Still cold (high 40s), but manageable. I rode for an hour before stopping for breakfast at The Waffle House. These are ubiquitous throughout the south, but you can get a decent breakfast for $5 to $10. Sufficiently fueled, I continued west and over the bridge and into Pensacola.
I liked Pensacola. It had a small, but interesting downtown and best of all; I arrived just as they were setting up for the Florida State BBQ competition. The streets were lined with high-end mobile homes and trucks towing various types of BBQ grilling apparatus. The smell of hickory smoke and grilling beef and chicken permeated everything around. It was the perfect excuse for lunch and a relaxing snooze in the sun.
In today’s Road Kill Report – a beaver. Really, a beaver. I even doubled back to check.
While in Pensacola, I read an email from my father in-law indicating that family friends were vacationing in Gulf Shores, Alabama. It turns out they are right on my route. So, I gladly accepted their invitation of dinner and a warm bed.