The destination coffee shop in Carthage has gone out of business. Not too bad for me, since I don't drink coffee, nor can I take time to lounge and sip anyway.
I used the Kangaroo gas station in Carthage as my checkpoint. Too bad the door on the unisex bathroom was not closed and not locked. When I opened it, the two women inside screamed. The cashiers gave me a dirty look. Arrgh.
Favorite memory from the day: I heard a small airplane taking off from the airport near Lower Moncure Rd. It turned to follow the road I was travelling, at low altitude. I saw it in my mirror and I waved. It wiggled its wings, flew over me, and continued ahead of me. Very cool.
Best lesson re-learned today: I heard the horn of a train approaching in Sanford. I stopped at the crossing, dug out my camera, and caught it. Cool. But then I had to watch 100 identical gravel cars crawl by. Must remember to cross the tracks first, and then take photos.
Only two dog events and one car buzz today. A great day on the bike.
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