South Carolina

Three days of riding brought us to Andrews, South Carolina, a quiet little town southwest of Myrtle Beach.  I'm a little reluctant to draw broad conclusions from our limited experience...but it seems that the roads here do not have shoulders.  And there is a fair amount of truck traffic.  And our daily destinations are determined by the limited motels along our route.  But let's not be negative - we're having a great time!  It's sunny.  Most drivers give us as much room as they can.  And we keep meeting the nicest people.  Today we stopped at a gas station / grocery (rusty rural not shiny urban) to get cold drinks and eat some of the snacks we routinely pack.  A woman who was parked said that she didn't think she would see us so soon, she had just passed us...at least that's what I think she said, to my ear, her accent was quite strong.  Then her husband came out of the store and asked us about our travels.  We chatted a bit and he asked us if we worried about stuff; he offered that he would have a little bit of worry if he was traveling like we were.  We told him no, most of the people we meet are like him: good people who are interested in what we are doing.  They wished us safe travels, warned us to be careful, and told us that the store had the best hotdogs.  We passed on the hotdogs.  We find it interesting that people here keep commenting on how cold it is.  Before the sun comes up there was frost the first two mornings but we are in a warming trend and it has made it to the 70's the last two days!
Our legs are doing fine after our month off from riding...but our bums are out of shape...reminds me of the birthday card my mom sent, "smile until your cheeks hurt!"
Oh yea, we have seen several fields of cotton; they remind me of snow.  And today we saw an ostrich  on what otherwise appeared to be a horse farm.  Who knows what tomorrow will bring?