We ate some oats, dried milk, and fruit for breakfast and got on the road at a little past 10am. Again, the morning roads were flat and we made good time. The afternoon was a bit more hilly. A motorist yelled at us: "Get off the f*%$ing road!" But only Adam heard this remark. I only heard: "oFAAouw..," as the truck zipped by. Sometimes it's nice to know that most interactions with angry motorists are incredibly brief.
For the most part, motorists have been incredibly generous on this trip, moving to the left and leaving plenty of breathing room for us. Every time a big truck passes courteously, Adam and I breathe silent thank yous. It is a bit disconcerting to hear a giant engine closing in behind me, unable to know exactly how much space I will have between my body and the metal exterior of an automobile. It is a relief to know that most vehicle drivers are generous in passing.
We arrived at Adam's folks' house in Huntington, Vermont by mid-afternoon. The place was beautiful--surrounded by mountains, woods, apple trees, and a garden. We will stay in Huntington for the next few days, which will give my sore rear end the opportunity to take a sigh of relief.
