The day started extremely cold with temps right at 17 degrees . Needless to say I took my time getting going. Everything had a hard frost on it and the tent fly was frozen solid. As the sun came up it was really a beautiful sight.
The day warmed up nicely and I began cranking the miles. It had been my intent to di a short day, but before I knew it, 60 miles had rolled by and it was getting dark. Finding camp sites has been difficult the last several days and tonight was proving no exception.
At the point where I was preparing to turn on my front light I saw a volunteer fire station, a place I knew I could safely camp. However as I pulled into the lot, Larry, the guy who lived next door invited me to his place fot the night. The offer of a little gathering with local food, a hot shower, laundry, and a warm bed could just nit be turned down.
As the people began to arrive it was clear this would be an interesting evening. Food was cooking and the beers were being downed at a rapid pace. Dinner, well nothing other than some Cajun pork back gravy and all the fixins.
I quickly be and known as bike guy and had to answer the same questions each time I was introduced to folks. The night wore on, guns came out and were shot into the darkness. At this point i realized it was somewhat safer inside than out. I don't know if that was true, but it did make me feel better.
I realized later that the tip three questions of the night were: Where you from? You hunt? How fast that bike go? I got a kick out of this and did my best to answer the same way each and every time.
All in all it was another awesome experience on the trail, especially when you get the chance to interact with the local fills. Definitely a night i won't soon forget.