A corner in June Curry's bike house where we stay tonight. Every space is covered with postcards, photos, newspaper clippings etc. from cyclists that have passed here. June, the 'cookie lady' has been helping cyclists since the Transam route started with the bikecentenial in 1976.
The countryside is getting more lumpy as we start climbing up to the Blue Ridge Parkway. All these lush pastures make me think of the alpacas back home that are going into winter and can only dream of green grass!
Wyant's store, the best place in White Hall for some chille on a grey day...in fact, the only place, the store is all there is.
