Day 5 - Cherry Lake, 52 Miles

Sometimes it’s hard to think of a new way to start the blog so that it doesn’t sound the same. I haven’t figured it out yet…

Today’s riding miles selection was “middle of the road” at 52 miles. The choices were: 43, 52 or 62. I thought it would be good to get more miles than yesterday, and if I started earlier the wind wouldn’t be so bad. Well, that wasn’t quite how it worked. As the day wore on, the wind picked up and the last 15 miles had a headwind of 15mph with gusts over 20mph. Not as bad as the other day, but tiring all the same.

Our group all started at the same time, but chose two different options for the miles. Linda, Glenn, Mark and Ray did 43 miles. Janet, Keith and I did 52 miles. For about 21 miles we were together until the routes split. Sue didn’t ride with us as she had friends from New York stop at the camp on their way home.

Today’s theme for jerseys was military or your favorite school. I had my State jersey on. I received two “Go Green’s” and three “Go Blue’s.” Although I have gotten quite a few “I love the green color of your bike” over the past five days.

On today’s ride we cycled into Georgia. We were on a backroad so there was no sign welcoming us. Fear not, on the way back into Florida we were on a different road; we crossed over and took a photo of the welcome to Georgia.

We had our first bad luck five miles from camp…Janet had a flat. Then we had good luck…the SAG vehicle came by and changed Janet’s flat.

To celebrate the last day of camp, we have the live band back - this time along the shore of the lake. The tour also had corn on the cob with beer/wine this afternoon.

The start of the day.

We weren’t sure what type of trees were in this orchard, but we think they were pecan trees. Not citrus, of that we were sure.

Our first SAG stop of the day.

The Post Office in Quitman, GA.

SAG stop 2.

Rode past wheat fields.

The slowest you will ever see Janet going up a hill. She just got a flat.

The spot where we saw a Welcome to Georgia on the opposite side of the road as we re-entered Florida.

Band playing along lakeside.

Beer, wine and corn on the cob lakeside as well.