I spent most of the day lounging in my hot tent, and generally bumming around doing nothing. I found laying on the cold floor of the tent tended to counteract the hot air nicely.
I also tried adjusting the shifting on my bike as it’s been shifting like garbage for the last 100 miles or so. I managed to make it much much worse, then after a while get it about back to better than where it was.
It’s about 1030 PM and the drunks two sites over are laughing, carrying on, and screaming as drunks tend to do. Last night they were up laughing loudly till 130 AM. Not super sure about my early start tomorrow. I suppose if I wasn’t complaining about noisy neighbors, I’d complain about the next thing.
Riding to Charlottesville tomorrow. The hills are getting steeper and longer.