Boy did I miss the prediction for Middle Tennessee. We pedaled up some really tough hills there in Tennessee. To make matters worse, I felt as bad as I can feel and still be able to ride. On Saturday's ride, I finally just had to pull over and stand there. Thankfully it was only another 3 miles to our rest stop. After a little Gatoraid and air conditioning I was able to pull myself together for the 15 mile run to our lunch spot. Cruel fate intervened and as I was fading from my powerful effort to get down there, we found a 3/4 mile climb up to the drive for the eating spot with a further 3/10ths mile climb up a 18% or better grade. Even Friday when we began riding my legs felt like jelly. Sunday after Saturday's hard ride, I didn't have a lot of energy. I was glad to have taken the 25 mile option.
After my recovery period for Covid, I went to Cullman on Monday the 8th and started catching up on the mowing and farm stuff. Pretty much everything needed mowing. The big tractor made short work on the main north fields and David helped me with the field across from the pond. The grass had grown quite long and with the two week absence, I simply started and mowed all of them. There is always some mowing to do. At least no trees had fallen. There were some indoor projects pending. A couple of shower fixtures had to be replaced. The screen door latch didn't hold and had to be improved. The old JD mower needed a bit of tuning so it would climb better and the mowing deck replaced. And the garden needed to be disked and more corn and okra planted. David should have had a shot on the groundhog at the old house but forgot to check his ammo. The hammer fell on an empty chamber. I got the conibear traps out and caught one of the groundhogs that lived by the spring. David had ...