Camp Road
Right outside Cedar Mountain Campground in Culpeper, VA. Slept inside of a trailer thanks to Wendy.

Campin’ in a Trailer

Last night was great. I rode 65 miles to Cedar Mountain Campground, but it looked really rundown. I rode past it and asked for directions from the Marks family. They wound up suggesting I sleep in their yard due to the crime over there. I wound up partying with them that night until 1 AM. We had some beers and pizza. Eric was hilarious and the center of the party.  I laughed my ass off for hours. We talked about previous jobs, conspiracy theories, jokes, drugs and the area.

I wound up sleeping in a small trailer on their lawn.

When I woke up they made me hash browns, eggs and pancakes with orange juice. It was raining so they offered me to spend the day with them and that I could sleep in a bed tonight before I head out to Charlottesville tomorrow morning. We went to a restaurant for dinner where I had a pig pulled pork sandwich and a glass of water, which they served in mason jars.

Other than that we have just been lounging around talking and watching television. It has been a relaxing day and gave my knee the opportunity to recover a bit before my next ride into the unknown.

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Brian Cray is not a cyclist. He’s not a hitchhiker. He’s not a train hopper or an adrenaline junkie. He’s just an ordinary man with gypsy blood in his veins, who can’t seem to settle down. Nothing defines him. He goes wherever this world takes him on this journey we call life, roaming the world, at will, by any means. He aspires for a life of indefinite travel, a tiny home in the woods for him and his wife, and any work that keeps him wanderin’. Brian Cray is a travel writer at heart, sharing his stories with the world one keystroke at a time.


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