Up and Down the Emerald Isle (again)

This time we decided to start from the bottom and ride up to Atlantic Beach-- we whizzed along feeling like champs and made a 14.7 mph average. Turns out, however, that our great riding was thanks to a tailwind. One of the strange things about wind is that you can barely feel it when it is behind you-- then it feels like a gale when you are riding into it. So we plowed along the length of the return trip and our average suffered a two mile per hour drop. We stopped at the "Crab Shack" for lunch and had a very good one-- not a healthy one, however. One of the standards down here is hushpuppies-- a basket of them was placed on the table when we first arrived and we were offered a refill that we declined. The meal also included two large full glasses of sweetened iced tea and a whole pitcher for refills. No problem staying hydrated!