End of the Road June 19, 2020

The following is an edited repost of a June 19 post ending our east coast tour.

Partly cloudy with intermittent rain and thunder storms 85 degrees

The projected temperature was to be quite warm today and we were planning on riding 70 miles so an early morning departure was improtant. We waited until 6:00 A.M. when the morning light was visible in the east. Leaving the motel we saw a very narrow sliver of moon with a planet to the upper right the sight looked like the Musulim crescent moon symbol. As I do every morning when leaving early I turned on the dynamo headlamp and tail light. Lesa also attached our blinking lazer light to her helmet. We were only about 15 miles south of the town of Brunswick and hoped on making it through town before the 8:00 rush hour traffic. Hitting the road traffic was heavy as commuters headed for the Georgia docks. However when we passed the docks traffic was much lighter.

We were riding north on Highway 17 a four lane highway with two lanes each to the direction of travel. The Georgia Department of Transportation gave us a good three foot shoulder but installed rupple strip from the fog line to the edge of the road. Riding on the rupple strip was very uncomfortable so we rode the four inches between the white fogline and the edge of the rupple strip. We kept our eyes on the rear view mirror and if a vehicle was approaching us in the slow lane we would waive them over.

Than it appeared. A dark blue sudan traveling about a foot off the white fog line. We waived and waived but the vehicle did not move over. We talked about the car and soon realized it would not move over so we moved further onto the shoulder. If the vehicle continued on its path it should miss our bike. All of a sudden the car took a sharp turn into the bike. BAAM we were hit. Legs remembers the sound of the accident, being flung into the air, landing on his hip and sliding along the pavement to a stop. He tried to stand but was only able to crawl off the road.

Feets did not recall the accident but when the dust settled she was sitting behind the bike. Reconstructing events it appears the rear pannier holding the sleeping bags was dislodged from the back of the bike and came up under her back leg. The mirror hit her in the back and she landed on the back of her head shattering the light and her helmet. She likely rolled to her stop behind the bike.

Feets’ broken helmet and light

The lady stopped and asked if we had called 911 yet. The answer, no. About this time Lesa stood up and started taking photos of the accident scene, of the car involved and to document road and riding conditions. Smart girl! Legs just layed on a pannier and swatted mosquitos.

Several good senaritans stopped and soon the police and after about 15 minutes the ambalance. A short interview by the ambalance crew revealed Feets had forgetting events. They loaded Legs on to the stretcher and Feets hopped into the ambulance. The police officer touched Feets on the arm and she became aware of the situation stating she did not remember the accident. Instantly the amblance crew put a brace on her neck and turned her from pasenger to patient.

Legs was released at 8:00 A.M. and Feets was kept overnight for observation. Because of Covid-19 concerns Feets could not have visitors once moved to ICU at 8:00 P.M. that evening.

Legs in hospital waiting for x- rays
Feets spending night in Brunswick Hospital

It After discussions from the ER Doctor and several x-rays it became very apparent that even though Legs could not walk Feets’ injuries were potentially much worse.

Riding to Georgia 6/18/20

Temperature 83
light clouds

Most of the today was along the highway. The first 20 miles there was a lot of road construction where the road had barriers in the center lane and the fog line was on the curb. In other words there was no shoulder. To make matters worse the where there were sidewalks they were blocked off.

Yuck major construction on a busy road is the pits. There were two north lanes but large trucks would get stuck behind us and have to wait until the fast lane cleared before they could pass.

Entering Georgia

We crossed the St Mary’s River and entered Georgia. Yes it was hot and because of the location of the sun were not able to get a clear shot of the sign.

 

Rails to trails route south of Woodbine.

Squirrel social distancing in the park at woodbine

Just before the town of Woodbine we moved to a rails to trails route which took us to town. After the town of Woodbine we crossed the St Mary For the rest of the day we spent little time on the main road but were on some very nice back roads. Light traffic, quite, and beautiful.

Wild pig and piglets just over Mitches right shoulder.

We saw a group of pigs with six little piglets along a quite road with no shoulder. The pigs scattered when they figured we were not a car.

We made it to the motel before 3:00 P.M. and because of Covid-19 they did not have staffing. We sat outside the motel for two hours waiting for check-in.

Waiting for the motel to open on a hot hot afternoon

June 17 St Augustine to Fernandina Beach

Total milage 65 miles
Weather in the low 80 with scattered clouds.

Hitting the road before sun-up

Beautiful morning to hit the road early. The sun was up and the traffic was light as we hit the road and jumped over the Ponce de Leon Bridge into St Augustine. Heading north we saw where Ponce de Leon found his fountain of youth. Too bad it was closed otherwise we would’ve had a drink. Since Ponce de Leon lived a normal life span I really don’t think his spring worked

The East Coast Greenway os a 3,000 mile biking and walking route linking major cities on the Atlantic coast that connects the tip of Florida Keys to Calais Maine. The route is still under construction the much of its base is off the main roads and some of it is along old railroad beds.

We pulled up the East Coast Greenway map which is available on the internet and followed the route. When on the old railroad grade the route is enjoyable and surfaces some of the nicest traveling. Other sections on back roads have a variety of roads from rough to new pavement and no shoulder to very nice three foot travel. There are sections on the major roads and highways with little or no margins and the traffic is very fast and impatient. So far we have not had serious issues with traffic drivers most being courteous and respectful moving over and waiting for a good time to pass.

We took a 10:00 break at Publix just as the temperatures started to raise near Mickler’s beach. We needed a snack and more liquids to fill our drinkers.

At noon we just made the ferry at a quant little town called Mayport. Once on the north shore of the St. Johns river we enjoying lunch our lunch purchased earlier in the day.  

All masked up for our ferry crossing at Mayport

Mayport is a Navel Base and all during lunch the SH-60 Seahawk helicopters were practicing touch and go landings.  One of the pilots was quite proud of his skills because he would bank his turns and come into the pad very fast before pulling up steep and dropping onto the pad.

Fernandina Beach was another 26 miles further mostly along old railroad trails. We found a state park ranger who said camping was open but you needed a reservation. Reservations must be made 24 hours in advance so we were out of luck for this sort if camping experience.

The least expensive Motel at Virginia beach was $91 plus a $20 deposit. We walked on the beach then ordered a big John burrito for dinner.

 

Back on the Road June 16, 2020

The United States is in the middle of a COVID-19 epidemic Lesa and I have decided to go to one of the worst states for coronavirus new infections and start a ride from Florida to North Carolina. We started the day going to our friends Tom and Martha’s house in Gainesville Florida and rode 81 miles from Gainesville to St Augustine. We are working very hard to social distance. Meals are coming out of Publix and take out restaurants. We wear masks and gloves as directed by the CDC. We spray alcohol on our gloves and masks after every use. Lesa does not to go inside restaurants or stores so if anyone’s going to get sick it’s going to be Mitch.

It has been months since we’ve ridden so we are so out of shape. Lesa has purchased a new seat that has not been broken in yet. We have to get used to riding again. The trip has not been without benefits Tom and Martha provided us with a wonderful breakfast bread. It was walnut and Roquefort cheese. The bread disappeared 10 miles out of Gainesville.

Early morning snack

We have seen some wonderful wildlife on this portion of the route. Most of the trail has been on the Hawthorn RR. Shady well groomed paths. Lesa saw a deer and we both saw a soft shell turtle with a 2 foot wide and 3 foot long shell. We stopped with hopes of getting a picture but it disappeared into the drainage ditch.

Wildlife run when we stop so as with the turtle no pictures except for the slow movers.. We did see scarlet red Cardinals and listened to the varied songs of the mockingbird.

Mitch almost ran over a stick that coiled up and showed it’s white cotton mouth as we passed. This little guy liked the warmth of the asphalt over running. By the time this photo was taken it was almost in the vegetation.

Cottonmouth snoozing on the trail

At the end of the day we found a motel for $60. For dinner we ordered a breaded shrimp dinner and clam chowder from O’Steen’s. They had the best hushpuppies I have ever eaten.