|Looked almost like a railroad sand house, but probably|
just the local granary.
Blew the first tube of the trip on my bike, and changed it on the side of the trail. There was markedly more traffic on this part of the trail, and a couple stopped and offered to help, but I was all but done by that point. Our pump was not being helpful, and I called to see if there was a bike shop nearby but there wasn't. The B&B owner offered to come and get us, but I just limped on in to town on about 25 pounds of pressure in my rear tire.
We ate at the Augusta Brewing Company, and met up with the couple that had stopped to help us again. It turns out they were on their first bike trip as well. Thanked them again for stopping. It's just good form. If you see a bike down, you should always stop and check it out.
I really liked Augusta. It was a neat little town, and the people were exceptionally nice to us.