I've crossed a few more state lines (states are just so close together this side of the Mississippi!) and am in the lovely town of Carrboro, North Carolina. The folks I'm staying with took me to an incredible salad bar, where I proceeded to eat a pile of greens far larger than my head. The rest of the afternoon was then spent with bloody marys, beet pizza, and the Sunday New York Times. I had gone 65 miles that morning, but had so much lazy resting that it felt like I'd been off my bike for days.
And then north Carolina the next day.
This picture doesn't really show just how pretty the morning fog was.