When we woke up at Cherokee Park, we realized we didn’t really have any breakfast, so we abandoned our planned route and headed straight back to Morristown to look for food. We didn’t immediately find a promising breakfast spot, but we did find a grocery store, so that’s where we ate.
We had a short ride for the day, to Jefferson City, to visit a friend of mine from graduate school, so we continued on 11 and made it to town around lunch time. We didn’t immediately find the downtown area, and a girl at doughnut shop unhelpfully told us that the main highway was the center of town. My friend D had recommended a restaurant/coffee shop, and after using the wifi at McDonald’s to figure out I had the wrong street (should have been OLD Jefferson Highway), we rode across the college campus and found The Creek Cafe.
We parked our bikes next door in a building under renovation, and settled in for an afternoon of reading.
Once D got back into town, we headed over to her place and did some catching up (and laundry) before bed.
We took a rest day off in Jefferson City. In the morning, our box of summer gear arrived in the mail, so we repacked our bags with exciting new items, and stuffed our winter/cold spring gear in the boxes. D took us to the post office and to the grocery store–yay for errands!
In the evening, D and her husband took us into Knoxville. The revitalized downtown seemed quite fun, and we dined with our hosts at the Downtown Grill & Brewery.
It stormed while we were eating, and we were glad to have been inside. Once the skies cleared, we had desserts, and then headed back to Jefferson City for the night.