Day 12: Lynchburg to Greensboro

The people round here are really friendly, whether chatting in person or just exchanging greetings as you ride by. The dogs and the paper mill truck drivers however.......

​I hardly saw another cyclist as I passed through this part of Virginia and North Carolina and the number of whoops, hollers and shouts from passing vehicles suggests that cyclists are a rare enough sight as to be worthy of verbal exclamation.

​Greensboro seems like a fun little town that is growing but I didn't get a chance to explore much. It's another student town and conversation in the bar was of student and small town life.