The Trace has been surprising. I didn't expect the road to be so super smooth and to be so removed from stores and gas stations. It's a beautiful strip of green parkway through an unknown state. It has a smell that alternates between Easter Lillies and swamp. We also had a tailwind that made us feel super and sped us along. Except for a strange incident with flat tires that refused to be fixed about five miles from the end, we cruised along through the heat and humidity and the smells. Here at French Camp we love the showers and the AC, the nice people and dinner. We finally got to meet Steve. Tomorrow we go another 80 miles to Tupelo, birthplace of Elvis and good bar-b-que.
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