Day 106: A Drive to Malone, FL

I used the cool morning as an excuse for us to go see Malone, FL, one of four towns (that I know of) with my surname that are located within the United States.  It seemed like a nice enough rural agricultural area, though 'downtown' appeared to have been dying on the vine for a while.  It looked as though the big employer is Malone Peanut.  And if we were willing to hang around until next weekend, we'd be able to attend their annual Pecan Festival (a definite temptation).

Yesterday, we spent some time fixing a leak at the top of the galley bulkhead on Alea's side of the trailer, which we had discovered while at Dauphin Island (it took a couple of tries, but I believe I finally did get the repair done properly).  The folks at Camp-Inn said that when they repair such issues at the factory, that they always do both sides, just in case.  So I finished off the other side today.  It will take some time for Alea's side to cure, so we may end up waiting for the next rainstorm to determine with certainty that we are once again watertight.

We seem to be hitting milestones fairly regularly of late.  The latest is that Loraine just passed the 10,000 mile mark.  She was at about 2,000 miles when we started cycling, and we suspect we've traveled close to 5,000 miles on our bicycles (we aren't keeping track of those numbers).  So we're a little puzzled that we've somehow managed to drive the van another 3,000 miles that isn't connected with our cycling (though about half of that is likely related to our visit with Joe, and attending the Camp Inn Camp Outt).  So in the future, we likely need to budget an extra 25% of our bicycle route miles to cover our dining/shopping/entertainment trips and for seeking the occasional campground that is well off of our route.