Again, we woke around 5am and rode the early morning to avoid the intense heat of mid-day. I've found that living off of my bike has already become normal. It feels completely natural to sleep in a different location every night. Each new park or roadside feels like home.
We stopped for shade in a sports field along Route 14. The trees provided a meager barrier from the sun, but it was better than nothing.
Later we pedalled another 30 miles and asked a farmer if it would be okay for us to pitch a tent on his property. Not only did he say yes, but his two daughters later came to greet us by bringing cold water and home-made rice crispies treats. There are some really great people scattered across this globe, and taking this bike trip has enabled us to meet many of them.
