The hills killed me again today. No matter how hard I tried, I just hadno juice at all. Some of these country roads go from a gully bed to analmost instantaneous vertical climb. I think that is the hardest thing, thefact that the hills have not been gradual, just extreme.
The good side of this is that the hill country is really beautiful. I cansee why this area is so popular, especially with cyclists and motorcycleriders.
By early afternoon I was totally spent, a measly 26 mile day. I rounded acorner , climbed another steep hill, and was greeted by the quaint town ofWaverly.
The first thing I saw was an old Texaco station with the vintage gas pumps,it was like a scene from a movie. As I walked my bike to a rest i waswelcomed by a smiling guy calling me a crazy fool. Well it was love atfirst sight and after some ice cream and a nap out back, i accepted hisoffer to stay the night, completely content with my days accomplishments orlack there of.
The town is not much more than a four way stop, but the town folks arefriendly and they love cyclists. I visited a cute little gallery with someeclectic works of art, including some amazing old pictures of the townfounders.
Dinner at the gas station turned diner, where Wednesday night is the realhappening day. They call it Wednesday steak night where you get a greatsteak and live music. This place is huge, which you really can't tell fromthe outside. Inside there is a small cafe which leads unit a country musicroom and if you keep going the back has another live stage and 20 or morepicnic tables.
So, if you are biking the southern tier you should plan on making this aWednesday night stop. Get some great food and if you ask real nice, a placeto camp.
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