We were awakened by the sound of thunder and rain pounding the tent as lightening illuminated our tent. This is not the way to start any day, but especially not a day with 85 scheduled miles on bicycle. The journey began with a 45 minute ferry ride across Mobile Bay from Fort Gaines to Fort Morgan.
We assembled to board the ferry just as the skies opened up and drenched everything in sight. Bruce1 dropped his phone into the bay as an unintentional sacrifice to Poseidon. It worked and the rains subsided for the ferry ride and stayed away for the remainder of the day. As we approached the starting point for the bicycle leg of the journey, we were greeted by a group of Pelicans, a pod.
We didn't start pedaling toward our destination, 85 miles away, until 9am. About twelve mile in, Udi broke a spoke on his front wheel, an unconventional spoke. Most of the group continued on to the first rest stop. Twenty minutes were spent trying to fix the problem before the mechanic decided to give us another front wheel to use and get us on our way. He would fix the wheel later in the day.
The group was only back together for a short time before Jeff took off down the boardwalks. He eventually rejoined the group, only to sprint by and tell Lisa, that he would meet her in Florida which was eight miles up the road.
Milestone: We entered our eighth and final state, Florida - only 8 days left
Some time after noon a big yellow ball appeared in the sky. People reported that it was the sun.
It was a long ride and a late arrival. The group arrived home at about 5:30.
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