Kentucky!!!!!

Finally, out of Virginia and the tallest part of the Appalachians. Our first day in Kentucky was beautiful, and because we were off the map again, going towards Poultry Days, there were no outrageous hills to deal with. In fact, we went downhill most of the day, coming off of the bigger mountains. Virginia, bad. Kentucky, good. There were a lot scenic overlooks at the beginning of the day and rolling hills and fields the rest of it. We followed a river for most of the ride, which was also pretty relaxing.

We made it about 65 miles down the road to Prestonburg. Not too much going on there really. We stopped by the Dairy Cheer and had a burger because the sign said Smashburger which sounded too good turn down, and I had to take a picture for Jacob. I didn't even know he had his own burger... We stayed in a hotel again that night because Iris had a lot more work to do; she stayed up most of the night to do it which made it a tough ride the next day.

So we left the next morning for Morehead, which sounded like an awesome place to me. Turns out it was. Morehead College is there and it has a really beautiful, and surprisingly large, campus. We heard about a sweet bar there called the Road Runner from a lot of different folks so went to check it out. We were even more excited to learn that they had endless cups of beer for $8. That's why we were really depressed to find out that they closed over the summer because all of the students are out of town and the town pretty much dies.

Regardless, we met a guy on the street named Nate who was also on a bike so seemed like a good fella to talk to. Turns out he was. He offered to let us come up to his apartment and shower off and everything. Good work Iris!!! And thanks a ton Nasty Nate. We also met a couple of girls who lived across the hallway, Amy and Jane, who were really cool and let me cook dinner and breakfast and opened up their apartment to us. They had a test the next day, but still took us out and picked us up in between study sessions. They were amazing to hang out with. Thanks for everything girls, I hope you rocked that anatomy test!!!

So we left (begrudgingly) from Morehead the next day on the route to Cynthiana, a town about an hour south of my aunt's house in Highland Heights, which is right below Cincinnati. That ride was about 75 miles, so we were pretty happy about to get there and drink some huge beers at a Mexican restaurant for cheap. That's where my aunt came and picked us and the bikes up to go chill in Highland heights for the night. Thanks for all your help Ainee!!! We then called around to get a ride to Poultry Days from Cincinatti and Heather new some folks from Asheville, North Carolina, who were coming through the next day for the tourney. So our night was set, and after a great rendition of Piano Man by the whole team, happy to finally be traveling while not pedaling, we got some sleep and prepared for the tournament.

But not before playing some old school Bubble Bobble with my cousin Jess, something I haven't done in an least 10 years. Fucking Awesome. And thanks for the ride, too, sorry to make you late for work cousin!