There but for the Grace of God Go I

Every once in a while I come across a bike tourist, usually heading up or down the east coast. This is Grace. I ran into her along a bike trail that connects the Mount Vernon Trail to the very bike un-friendly US 1. Until I stopped her she didn’t know she had missed a turn. It was her second accidental foray off route of the day. Despite these frustrations and some unpleasant heat and humidity, Grace was in a great mood. She’s been riding since Bar Harbor, Maine. She’s headed for Florida.

She was hoping to make it to Fredericksburg, Virginia today.

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