The Porter House airbnb in Raymond was far from the norm for this cyclist but a little luxury is good for the soul. Ed and I took our time leaving, spending an extra hour having coffee and sitting out on the porch. Two miles to get back on the Trace, eighty-two miles to Natchez. Beautiful weather, somewhat flat terrain but the hills showed their ugly heads more frequently than Ed and I would have liked. Around forty miles along Ed’s legs were not doing well, he rested a bit, walked up a few hills and general took it much slower than his usual pace. Two electrolyte replacement gummies I gave him probably helped revive him along with extra and food. Eventually he was able to get into the groove again and we finished up at an historic Inn site at mile 15, sixty-seven miles ridden. No camping permitted but I persisted with the park ranger given our exhausted state and after a call to a higher authority Ed and I were allowed to set up camp over at the employee housing area. A water bottle shower, a freeze dried dinner of beef stroganoff, some Jameson whiskey along with some good conversations with Ed finished off the day. Tomorrow and another seventeens miles on the road and Natchez will be upon us.
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