Monday, April 11, 2011
Day 43 Wiggins to Pascagoula
I rode hard today into a headwind over scenic, isolated, Mississippi backroads, fearful of being caught in the impending storm. My body did not disappoint, as I powered the 75 miles. I was delayed by two flats, making four in the last three days. At sunset, I smoked a Cuban cigar watching orange laced clouds stipple the sky. The warm, southern air was wet with the gathering thunderstorm. It was a time of great beauty. It made me think of Eric, because he was able to recognize such moments and capture them with his camera. My soul has no reprieve, but I must walk my path.