Day Eighteen: Hohenwald, TN to Florence, AL

This day could be largely summed up as blue skies and great cycling, biscuits and bacon and eggs for breakfast (thanks, Noel!), some stops at sites that included Meriwether Lewis’s grave, more great cycling and blue skies, many lovely creeks, some hard conversations with my traveling partner about being more present in the moment and not worrying about the plans for eight days from now, laughing with our new friend Carlos, some more great cycling, and then a diversion into Florence, Alabama, where we rode in white-knuckled highway conditions and then had cold drinks at the marina where we were seated by a young guy wearing an NPR t-shirt, followed by getting cleaned up at our hotel and walking downtown for a lovely meal at an amazing bistro named Odette’s that nearly brought us to tears because they had a kale salad AND asparagus on the menu.

Off to Muscle Shoals in the morning to see several studios, and then we are back on the Trace and heading to a cabin at Tishmingo State Park.