We rode for 112 miles and 3180 feet of bicycling elevation gain from Livonia to Franklinton. On the way we crossed the great Mississippi River; rode through Jackson est. 1815, and coincidently the next town after Jackson was Clinton. Jackson was a quaint town of brick and white; and Clinton was a town of mixed boarded up businesses, homes, and revitalized large homes. I saw my first “ice to go” kiosk on the side of the road. I also saw a fair amount of snake roadkill.
The plan for the next day is to avoid the incoming storm coming with lightening and 58 mph winds.
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