Don't Look Now, There Is A Cop Behind You

Let's get the facts out of the way first:

1. 120 miles on day 1
2. 93 miles day 2
3. 110 miles day 3
4. 107 miles day 4
5. 94 miles today

Other important facts:Number of times pulled over by North Carolina State Police (1)
We came across to the barrier island Atlantic Beach is located and Bobbie was doing her thing, blocking traffic behind her to protect the riders in front. Then I heard a police siren, looked back and sure enough, he was pulling her over.
I circled back and got between his car and Bobbie and he started talking.
Seems like someone in the lineup of cars behind her called the police to complain about someone holding up traffic. So after a couple of minutes, he gave us a couple of suggestions which we ignored and we both went our separate ways. Bobbie then drove ahead and met us at the hotel.

When we got to mile 50 today, we started looking for lunch and with nothing in sight for miles, we stopped under an overpass to get out of the hot sun. All of a sudden this single rider comes by and stops to talk. He is doing a charity ride of his own for Pancreatic Cancer. You think we are crazy? He started just east of Houston, Texas and is going to Baltimore. That, if you are keeping score at home, is more than 2,000 miles. And he is doing it alone with his support vehicle showing up every so often, hop scotching ahead and behind him along the way. They are camping all of the way through.
Sometime on the Outer Banks in the next two days, we will have passed the halfway point of this voyage. Unbelievable.
Someone asked me about the ride so far and I can tell you that there are a lot of boring times when all you are doing is pedalling and trying to get miles behind you. But then you get those moments when a car passes you, beeps the horn and yells out "Get the Hell Out of the Way Will Ya!". No actually, we get quite a few people who read the banner, pass Bobbie and beep the horn and give us a thumps up.
We did get our first middle finger salute late today on this island from a guy, in a pickup truck of course, who beeped the horn to get my attention, then showed me exactly who is No. 1.
In all of the miles, we have had 5 minutes of a slight drizzle and that was in North Myrtle Beach. As a service station owner, I have been tracking the price of gas and the lowest price so far was at Krogers in North MYrtle Beach at $2.99 for regular.

Chris from Texas joins Diane and Marty under a highway overpass near Camp LeJeune. He was heading to Baltimore on a 2,000 mile ride to raise funds for Pancreatic Cancer.