Troutville to Vesuvius
Another
unique day at the race. Mostly filled with good riding and experiences. The
Troutville park was right next to the railroad tracks. I only recall a 0300
wakeup by the train crossing blast. At dawn a friendly park volunteer showed up
to tidy up whether there were cyclist campers or not. She did ask if OK to use
the leaf blower to clean the shelter building. Go ahead I told the
friendly lady.The sun is up, so should
be I.
While eating
breakfast, I worked on finishing yesterday's note. I did some bike maintenance for the final miles
of the trip. I am on map #12, the final map.
Some early heavy clouds cover was clearing and I got pedaling about 10:00.
As I was a
couple miles from Buchanan, I was admiring an attractive property, when I heard
a man standing near the end of the driveway speaking to me. I turned around to
talk to him. It seemed he was wanting more than hi. His name was Ken Mootey and
he was interested in bicycle touring. He said he had not eaten yet and would be
glad to include me. It seemed rub to refuse the offer so I accepted his
generosity.
We had a
good meal of waffles and country ham. We discussed bike touring and the many
options. Ken was reluctant to tour solo as I mostly do. I told him to check out
the Adventure Cycling options. He had a wonderful home and I suggested that he
consider being a Warmshowers host. He could tour vicariously through his
guests. It seemed a waste to have an inviting home right on the TransAm and not
do Warmshowers. We talked about our former work lives some. Ken had a series of
businesses starting with construction equipment rentals. As consolidations
occurred, he was always happy to sell out at the right price. A business smart
guy! We exchanged contact information, I took a picture of us for my notes, and
I got pedaling again. I thought a bit about the time visiting verses the miles
not riden, but decided accepting hospitality was just as much part of the
experience.
The
afternoon and evening miles were amazingly pleasant and beautiful rural
scenery. The first several miles out of Buchanan were paralleling the I-81.
Noise and not pleasant. Made a turn onto Plank Road, and it was quickly
country. Passed by a mill from 1740 and the remains of a railroad bridge built
in 1790.
Lexington
was interesting with the Virginia Military Institute. Very fortress looking
buildings. Pedaling out of Lexington I stopped at a convenience store with a
stuffed lion out front. Soon I was pedaling on South River Road on the way to
Vesuvius. A very little traveled road with the road sandwiched between the
river and railroad tracks.
I stopped at
the Mallard Campground for the night. The shower was hot and I slept very well
under their pavilion building.
Days miles
about 60.
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