Today was gray and sunless, but aside from a little drizzle it stayed dry. As I rode through Roanoke Rapids, NC, a man and two boys rode alongside me on their bicycles. They asked me where I was going and where I'd been about 5 times before they were willing to believe my answers. They had more trouble believing I was bicycling to DC than that I had already ridden thousands of miles... it's the Florida Effect all over again: DC is Far Far Away.
I was feeling really tired at the start of the day, but by early afternoon I was feeling great, so I buzzed right by my Plan B stopping place, although it looked nice enough. The Plan A place, north of Emporia, VA, was a Yogi Bear's Jellystone Park Camping Resort. You may remember that in September, east of Indianapolis, I was going to stay at a Jellystone Park but found that the truck stop next door would let me camp for half the price. When I got to this campground, I found that the motel next door was cheaper... since there's a railroad nearby and thunderstorms are threatening, it was an easy call to make!