Centerville, MO to Summersville, MO
An erie fog hugs the trees and road. Dew formed from the mist clings to my bicycle mirror and beads up on my arm and leg hairs. Visibility is maybe 100 yards at best. The landscape mostly resembles a blank void. If it weren't for the birds chirping their morning songs I'd believe we were in a post apocalyptic sterile world. Today we're in the heart of the Ozark mountains. This is what we've been waiting for, the last true mountains in the east. As usual the weather is threatening to make an already difficult day miserable.
Average speed: 10.1
Max speed: 43.4 mph