June 22 Powell Lodge 40 miles 3:58 riding

We have been warned to hug the white line at the side of the road at peril of our lives. The road is narrow, very little shoulder, and the drivers are either truckers in a hurry or RV drivers gawking at the scenery. We had some luck. We passed a road work crew painting center lines on the road. The flagperson stopped traffic for half an hour at a time. Instead of having intimidating traffic overtaking us, we had no overtaking traffic at all for half-hour intervals. The campground was downhill from the road. We couldn't bear the thought of having to come back up, so we stayed at the lodge.