Blue Ridge Parkway trip day two - the day in numbers and pictures

I’m going to cheat a bit. Here’s our second day in numbers and pictures:

$0 - amount charged at the Staunton farmer’s market for some fresh mixed greens for my picnic lunch. (”I can’t charge you for that little bit,” the lady said)

1 - number of abandoned former “Lunatic Asylums” I saw (it’s a creepy place near the Frontier Culture Museum)

3 - the number of people it takes to wrangle some sheep into a pen for shearing at the Frontier Culture Museum

800 - miles I’ve ridden so far

8 - rooms toured at Thomas Jefferson’s Monticello

2- times we had to stop the bike quickly and close the lid of the trailer. Guess I’ve overloaded it because it won’t stay shut.

27 - the number of deer we saw after dinner, riding in the dark

5 - miles we made in on the Blue Ridge Parkway before the rain started.

lost count - the number of times I said ‘wow’ under my breath at the scenery on the parkway.

3950 - highest elevation we reached today

14k - my apparent internet connection speed judging by the rate at which my pictures of the day are uploading.

And not a number, but I’ll leave you with this comment overheard from a lady walking by the bike this morning outside of the hotel: [begin classic New Jersey accent] I like that one — it’s a big one.

And the day in pictures

Here are all the pictures form the second day