Called the friendly lady at the Chesapeake Bay Bridge/Tunnel and arranged for a ride. The bridge itself may not be bike friendly but the folks who work there are. The guy at the toll booth told me about the time he loaded up Lance Armstrong and his bike and drove him across. Nice to know there’s one leg of this trip I can do just as fast as Lance.
A storm swept through as we crossed the 20 mile span. Waves frothed up to pound the piers. A black wall of rain came up out of the southwest. Out to sea in the east there was an angry orange band of sky squashed between the water and the storm above. We watched four funnel clouds dip down and try to grab the ocean. By the time we reached the other side the storm had blown over entirely. Crazy.
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