I caught a cold and this weather is not helping me at all.
I still have good 20 miles to get to Trinidad and I am feeling weak this afternoon, without energy.
I am going to stop at the next Information Center to see what alternatives I have for the night.
Well, bad luck. The Information Center is closed.
I go around the building to see if I can find someone. There’s a lady in the grass area behind the building. “Maybe she works here,” I thought, “and maybe she can tell me if there is a place nearby where I could stay.”
Well, good luck. Laurie didn’t work there but, after listening to my story, she offers to give me a ride. “I know how it is. I am a biker myself. Just put your bike on the back of my truck, and I’ll be happy to take you to Trinidad.”
Laurie was born in Northern California but she now lives in L.A. She told me about her husband and kids and the work she does. We talked about fitness, running, biking, and workouts.
Every time we drove up a hill, I smiled and said out loud, “Here’s one that I will not have to pedal up… And here’s another one that I will not have to climb using my legs.” We laughed.
Laurie took me to Trinidad and I thanked her for the break.
A good soul.