The landscape in Iredell County and that area is pretty, rolling farmland. And NASCAR flags. Rolling hills, not mountains, but after 400k, I guess even rollers feel like mountains. You'll do great! Wish I could join you (well for part of it at least).



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I had gotten separated from the folks I was with during the night (I get dropped on the descents -oh and my front brake was rubbing for 110 miles - go figure) and was alone when I got hit by a dog. Somehow stayed upright, and the dog looked okay, but confused.
Then around mile 175, my knee just started to kill me whenever I bent it. I was coasting down everything I could, even just a slight downhill grade. I was gonna keep going, but the ride director drove up to check on me, and I knew I should give up. If I hadn't, it would have taken me hours for the last 50 miles. As it was, my knee hurt so badly afterwards that I was in tears trying to walk to the restroom. I need to figure this out before my next attempt! 
