Today makes the third day in a row that I haven’t seen another biker on the road. That’s actually pretty unusual. Maybe DC bikers are heartier than most, but I usually see at least one other on my way to work even on the coldest days. These have been cold days.
The ride from Raleigh to Charlotte was beautiful. The sun was bright the whole way, the weather was relatively warm (that is, bearable), and everything was covered in a frosty blanket of pure white. I kept thinking it looked like Narnia under the White Witch. You know, without barbaric ruler turning everybody to stone. The road was clear of snow and of cars.
I got to town a little after 1, with plenty of time for Bojangles and visiting before going over to Katie and Michael’s beautiful house for dinner. I was impressed to find that Katie is quite the accomplished cook. No surprise there though. I really enjoyed the excellent hospitality and they were even kind enough to let me use the snuggie. I felt like royalty!