We met a another couple touring here as well, but they were going west. This is their first tour and they have no idea what they’re doing — really bad gearing, no rain gear, and irrationally afraid of catching rabies. Matt gave them his pepper spray and a heads up on the dogs in Kentucky.
Foggy like nobody’s business. What we saw of the “Grand Canyon of the South” from the viewpoint in the morning. Not sure what we were thinking waiting until the morning, but we really didn’t feel like biking any more last night.
No shoulder on this portion of the 80. Later there was one, but it was full of loose gravel. This was one of the most stressful parts of the TransAm, I have no idea why it’s part of the route. There were speeding coal trucks and cars once again.
At the top we met three roadies taking a breather from booking it up the other side. When we asked if there was a place to camp in Meadowview (16 miles away), one of them invited us to pitch our tent in his backyard.
After a really fast and curvy 3 mile descent we went through Hayters Gap and then turned off to a residential street to get to David’s house (we’ve been meeting so many nice people with that name) in Abingdon.
The view. Right before we were going to pitch out tent, David called and told us he was going to have us stay in one of his vacant company condos down below the house so we could shower and sleep in real bed. Amazing! We ate all of our emergency food (Top Ramen, bits of tortilla, fruit, and peanut butter) while we waited for their return.