The detour added about 8 miles to our already long day, but you do what you gotta do--we rode it. There were a lot of trucks on the road today, and we had one very scary narrow bridge on a highway right after we got back on the route. I was fortunate enough that a red pickup truck guarded me at a safe distance across the half mile bridge. There is road construction and logging going on in the area, and many trucks on the road.
Dianne, Kathie, Greta and I ate lunch at the 58 mile mark, and fought the traffic for a while longer until we finally got onto some smaller roads. There was a lot of shade on today's route, which made the 95 miles more doable. We saw this wagon with its mules in a yard on one of the country roads.
Right before we got to the hotel traffic picked up again and there were a lot of quick turns, but we all made it here safely--that's what's important after all. I had a voice mail message from the doctor I had called earlier--the receptionist said that Dr. P said "stop cycling and go to urgent care". I guess I don't need to mention that he is a new doctor and does not know me very well. As if I would stop in the middle of a bike tour and go to urgent care for a cough???!!! NOT.