Boone, NC

I haven't ridden my bike in ten days.  Strangely enough, it doesn't feel that weird.  However, my bicycle does look all lonely by itself behind the table in the corner of the room.  It's odd looking at that small, simple, green contraption and realizing that it took me all the way across the country, 4500 miles zigzagging across the United States starting at sea level, going over mountain ranges, across barren windy plains, through farmlands, deserts, and all kinds of weather, back down to sea level and then backtracking to my current location in Boone, NC. wow.  That is one hell of a bicycle.