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7[8]-22 102 miles —> 5150. Stayed the night at the Jcn I-81 & 70.
Boy the southern hospitality sure as hell stops when one tries to find a place
to pitch a tent. Finally talk[ed] a fellow into letting me pitch a tent in his
field. All day was kind [of] neat. The roads were quite nice. Ate lunch at
Elizabethton. Eatin' breakfast at a truck stop where life revolves around a CB.
I've a slight case of the trots but I'll live. I'm in two minds whe[ther] to
go straight to Kansas or wander around; right now I'm for straight.
8-23 91 miles —> 5241. It's best to follow the grain of
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the hills around here. Ate lunch in Rutledge. Just before town I wore
out my rear tire
and had to put on my spare. My gut was fealin' bad all day. 61 out of Maynardville
was a sonna' bitch for that late in the day; 3 big hills, sharp hairpins comin' down.
Made it to Norris about 6:30. Bought a cold dinner and was invited in to Boshears
house. Steak, french fries. bread, cant[alope], tomatoes, lemon aide and pot.[ato]
salad. OOOOOWWEEE!! Sat & talked, took [a] shower, etc. Even slept in an honest
to God bed. Boy, out like a light. Ate tons of bacon, 3 eggs, cant., Tom., biscuits
& bacon for
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breakfast. Left about 8:00 if I had a spare bike heeda' come along.
Made Huntsville at noon and eatin' lunch; probably in Jamestown for the night.
8-24 – 83 miles —> 5324. At Allardt found out there was a fair at Jamestown.
Had too much cold water, but people were nice. Bought dinner at Jamestown and found out I
could stay at the Obey River. Ate cant. at the gas stn. Went to Obey and took a swim. Had
a rough night w/ a hell of a gut ache. God I wish this would stop. It's only two days of
it but I feels like years. Looks, though, as if
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I'm in for another day of it. eerrgg.
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- August 21
- I-84 and Highway 70, Tennessee
- August 22
- Norris, Tennessee
- August 23
- Jamstown, Tennessee
Somewhere in Tennessee, I think the day my tire went out, the 23rd, I was riding
down a beautiful country road, when I heard a noise and then there was a six inch
field rat crawling up my leg. The poor bugger had hit my front spokes and had gotten
thrown up on my leg. Needless to say we were both equally as scared and I weaved
all over the road trying to it off me. Luckily no cars were coming.
Since then I have also had a squirrel do the same thing and have heard other accounts
from people of the similar encounters. I am not sure what you can do to prepare yourself
for this, but when it happens it is something you will never forget.
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