We left Charleston and rode about sixty miles, a good amount of ground to cover considering that we left at one o'clock that afternoon. We camped that night in the woods by the road, another night like renegades. We were, unfortunately, unprepared to deal with both heat and insects simultaneously--our bivy bags, which provided protection from the mosquitoes, proved unbearably hot, while to sleep in nothing but a sheet would mean... (more)

Lord, how we wanted to stay.