Day 64: Monday, August 24, 1981
Salem to Natural Bridge: 53 miles
We're trying to use up all our food by the end of the trip. This morning we ran out of pancake flour after only four or five pancakes apiece. But we had the good fortune to find a doughnut shop right next to the telephone booth I stopped at to call the office.
Norfolk & Western J6 #611|
at the Virginia Museum of Transportation
Jack and I followed US 11 to Troutville to rejoin the Bikecentennial route. I followed the TA trail up to Natural Bridge, but Jack stayed on US 11, which was smoother and less hilly, although more heavily traveled.
|Name this vine!|
We had picked a campground from the route book to spend the night, but there was no campground there. So we set up our tent next to a gas station. The mechanic lives there in a motor home, and he supplied us with fresh tomatoes and cucumbers from his garden, and some white corn likker. Two wets of the tongue were plenty for me, but Jack downed a tad more.
The old guy (must have been about 55) was a character. He's from Louisiana, and used to run a body shop in Baltimore. But he had enough of that, gave his 22 employees a month's notice, and closed up shop. Now he does his own mechanicking, gardens, fishes, roams around, and is a lot happier.
After an interesting conversation with Lefty, we stuffed ourselves with macaroni and cheese and vegetables, washed down with beer, orange juice, tomato juice, white lightning, and pop, and then hit the hay.