First day out!

We found the trail at around 9:30 and by 9:45 we were on the road. I can honestly say, the first five minutes (my legs were already hurting) I was calculating how far Drew might have gone in the car and whether or not he could pick me up. But I thought it was too early to be a quitter, so I trudged on.
The trail was so beautiful, we saw small waterfalls and any flower you could imagine growing on the rocks. The whole trail follows a body of water, so we had beautiful sights everywhere we looked.

The biking got a lot easier for me, the trail was pretty flat and we met a couple of people along the way. We stopped for a small snack, my favorite - ice cream!!!!


We ate lunch at a little diner that had a recumbent bike shop below it, where we got our bikes tuned up. It turned out to be a nice day, the sun was shining and it was just beautiful weather. We decided to camp at a little town called Layton - which would put us at 40 miles for the day - a new record for me. But as we counted the mile markers, we soon realized that we somehow missed the campsite. We had no choice but to continue on to the next campsite - Roundbottom (my dad and I joked about the name for the longest time:). As we pulled up to this site, weary and hungry, we looked around and noticed that it was completed deserted. I wasn't too sure of this place that had graffiti on some signs and didn't want to risk my life staying there. Dad wanted to stay until he found out there was no toilet paper. So, we trudged on.
At this point, the sun was beginning to set and we no longer saw any other forms of life. I certainly didn't want to get caught in the woods at night - it would be pretty scary. So, we were racing against the oncoming darkness.
Dawson, the next town 5 miles away did not have a campsite, however the map indicated it had lodging, which I was totally fine with. We compromised and decided that one time, the hardest day, we could stay in a motel. My legs felt like they were going to fall off at this point, but we FINALLY made it! Frank, a guy we met right outside of Dawson said, "Nah, there isn't any lodging in this town. But if you ride another 3 miles to Adelaide, Denise will let you guys stay at her campsite, even though it's too early in the season to be open."
I was never happier to be in the small town of Adelaide. Instead of camping we rented a small cabin where bunked for the nite. So, we rode a total of 55 miles and I can definitely say, my legs are aching. We had a great day of biking overall and I was excited to get up the next morning and do it again.