We had planned to start the trip today, July 1st, all along. Anticipation and some upcoming fearful weather guided us to start yesterday, though. Now, 100 miles in, it's like we did a century on the first day; that's not a bad start at all. We are waking up at 5:30 am, so I'll just leave some scattered thoughts from the road:  

- You may not be able to find food, water, or gas for a long time, but there will always be a church every few minutes. 

- Virginia has more museums and memorials on random streets dedicated to the Civil War than days fought in the war.

- We slept through the wildest storm last night. I don't think I've ever been closer to lightening; my entire tent would become illuminated like someone kept flicking a switch on every few minutes 

- It seems like everyone that has done the Trans American trail has stories about witnessing human kindness and being taken in. Two days in and we already have our first story. We stopped into a bike shop just a few minutes off the trail to pick up a few things. While talking to the owner, he invited us to camp out back of his store. That was nice, but him letting us take showers at the shop was even better. 

- We are passing a town named Bumpass tomorrow.  There are only two ways I can think to pronounce it and I'm not sure which would be worse. 

Day 2 is in the books.