Some days are harder than others

We're in Virginia, our final state. It seems that the closer we get to the end, the more difficulties we encounter.

Although we've been chased by a lot of dogs, for example, I actually had to pepper-spray a persistent beast this week. I had passed a yardful of kids playing on a swing set and their dog suddenly gave chase. He was trying to bite my front tire and wouldn't take no for an answer.

Since then, we've gotten separated for half a day, had to re-route because of an interstate we weren't aware of, had to buy new tires for both bikes and one for the camper. Today, Suzanne is taking the camper to a repair place in Roanoke to see if they can figure out why the generator isn't providing power to the coach.

Oh, and today's headline on the local paper is "Heat tops 100-year record".
It's 100.

So, we're pushing on and Suzanne is a big help. She found us free showers yesterday and does the shopping and cooking without any instruction. Which we are less and less capable of providing.

There are about 6or 7 days of riding left.