I found Joe in the park across the street from the Haven. He was asleep on the bench wrapped in his blankets. I asked him if he wanted anything to eat and offered him the two Cliff bars from my bike. He was kind and considerate but broken. Joe had been on the streets for over 30 years. He said he didn't really remember anything else. I asked him if he wanted to change anything but his reply, "I don't know how."
As we continued along our route past Palmyra several dogs gave chase. Wouldn't you know the day I think we are safe and leave the spray with the Sag- then they all come out. Two were very close to biting me on the back of my calves. It got my adrenaline going so much that we rode faster than any other day. It helps that the hills are gone. Made 89 miles in 7 hours. We have had more problems with our chain and gears in the last five days. So we have dubbed it Chain Wreck. Bob gets a punch in the kidney from me if he puts in a gear he is not supposed to. We broke another tooth off our chain ring and lost our chain twice today. It is becoming more like a Nascar pitstop than a bike ride.
Thought for the day- Life is a trip. The only problem is that it doesn't come with a map..We have to search our own routes to reach our destination..
We are almost done. I am feeling excited, anxious and kind of sad. Sad because I have enjoyed being with Bob everyday for the last 38 days, sad because I have loved meeting with shelters and people in homelessness. I am way more excited than sad. I am excited to go back home, back to work, back to family. I am excited to put into play what I have taken back from this experience.
|Great visit with clients in Charlottesville|
|Made it to Ashland, Virginia|
|Lots of bike decor in Virginia|