McBRAAM Stage 19: Morrilton, AR to Brinkley, AR..."How far is an hour?"

1,955.6 miles ridden.
73,292 feet climbed.

We're in a Subway for lunch about half way along today. Two young people are building the subs. One asks us where we are riding to. I say Savannah, GA. She pauses, then asks where we started. Newport Beach, CA, I tell her. She then asks where we will end up today. Brinkley, I say. She turns to her co-worker and asks him how far that is. He answers, "About an hour."

And this is a pet peeve of mine, which is answering a question about distance with time. Way too many variables in play and assumptions for me. Doesn't work when non-cyclists talk to cyclists, doesn't work regarding LA traffic, doesn't work in taking a rocket to the moon...it just doesn't work. If I want to know time, I'll ask about time, but when I want to know distance, please give me distance.

So, she took care of him for me. She gave him an appropriately shaming look since it was quite apparent that those two guys with cycling helmets on their heads and the bikes leaning up against the front window of the store, were not going to go 55 miles in anywhere near an hour.

There, I feel better, a little soap boxing never hurt anybody (except maybe the reader).

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0 clouds seen today.
1 pancake eaten by Lance...it is thought to be the world's largest pancake (or at least Arkansas').
1 homemade fried peach pie eaten by Les.

Hotel: Days Inn, 3 of 5 stars (very average, not so good neighbors).
Restaurant: Gene's BBQ, 3 of 5 stars (only non fast-food open, but homemade pies were to ride for!)

The pancake. (Objects in picture are larger than they appear.)