The next morning (3-13), after
enjoying one of Cheryls special power milkshake concoctions, Gene and I
headed off in a northwest direction. We had
to cross the scary bridges again, but made it out of Charleston in one piece (each).
Gene asked me to help remind him that
he needed to buy a couple of things - a pair of new bike gloves and some deodorant. We never did find a bike shop for the gloves, but
I quickly pointed out a drug store for the deodorant.
He said it was really more important to find the gloves, but I told him that
as his traveling companion, I might see that issue differently.
We stopped for the night in a state
park campground near the town of Canadys.