Southern North Carolina is where a bicycle ride can start with noble fitness intentions and end with someone loudly defending snack breaks as “part of the experience.” These trails are not here to act modest.
They flirt with the coast, vanish into piney shade, and make regular pavement seem like it gave up on life.
One minute, everyone is pretending to be outdoorsy. Next, the route gets pretty enough to make sweaty helmet hair feel heroic…