We have made it to the edge of Kentucky. By some miracle, we have survived this long. We end our trip on sunday, which is good, because we are both, at this point, ready to be done. There isn't much to report since our last blog. The higlight of the past week was probably the city of Lexington, which, besides the fact that the majority of the time we were there it poured, was pretty cool. After Lexington, we biked to a town called Morehead, and enterd the Daniel Boone National Forest, otherwise known as the foothills of the Appalachians. Today we will enter the real things, which I am not looking forward to. On the day coming out of Morehead, my mom's bike, once again, wasn't working right. The back tire was wobbling so much that I was convinced it was going to fall off. And, of course, it was raining. We continued riding until the bad tire went flat, and then just got a ride in a truck the last fifteen miles into Ashland. We are excited to see our family in Ranson, WV.
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