Wadley to Statesboro to Richmond Hill

Saturday, the 7th of July, we cycled to Statesboro GA. for our final night on the road. After reviewing the suggested bicycle routes out of Wadley to Statesboro, and programming the Garmin, once again we took a chance on the back roads for over half the trip. This turned out to be a really good decision. The roads were in good shape with very little traffic and lots of trees. We met a nice couple who owned the convenience store where we reached the main highway once again. We visited for about 20 minutes as Betsy and I cooled off sitting in their store. We finished off the day with 30 miles of rollers and arrived at our hotel in Statesboro right on schedule at 1PM. Only one close call today as an idiot raced in front of us to exit off the highway at an off-ramp while coming into Statesboro. Betsy coined the phrase that "We have to avoid the potholes and the assholes." Both of which there seems to be a few of each day. We have found most drivers to be very courteous (with perhaps the exception of a certain county in Mississippi) and many tap their horns and wave as they pass us. We went to bed early after doing laundry at the hotel and eating a pretty good dinner at a restaurant next door. We were on the road early Sunday morning the 8th of July to both avoid the traffic and the heat. We were both excited to see Meg (our daughter-in-law) and our two granddaughters. Our daughter Stacey and her husband Jeff were also at Meg and Jason's house returning from visiting Florida for the weekend. Our neice Taran was also at Meg's as she went to Florida with Jeff and Stacey, so it was to be quite a reunion. It was with mixed emotions that we embarked on our last day of this most excellent adventure. We chose to go the longer road less traveled on Sunday and avoid traffic as much as possible. This entailed going through Fort Stewart, Georgia where Betsy and I lived when we first married. There was literally almost no traffic compared to many previous days on the road and Betsy and I both commented that it was comparable to being on the Chief Ladiga Trail and the Silver Comet Trail in Alabama and western Georgia. No hills at all today and no wind to speak of, accordingly we averaged 16 miles per hour over the 70 miles toal for the day. It was hot as usual but at that point we were used to it. We pulled into Richmond Hill at 12 noon to a warm welcome from our family. Jeff quickly made me a G and T and all was right with the world. Now we have to figure out how to ship our bike. The first bike shop I called says they cannot prepare a tandem for shipment. I am sure we will figure it out. We will fly home soon and resume our regular schedules once again. All in all it has been great. Betsy is still smiling and she says she still loves me. Pretty awesome after staring at my backside for over 2000 miles. Wonder what adventure we will choose next?