I woke up in the morning at the Baptist church in Sebree to discover a casualty. My iPad had been plugged in, and during the night a power surge fried my only charging cable (the iPad still doesn't charge, and requires to be plugged in in order to work).
A few things of note occured during the day. I had my first run in with the loose dogs of the Kentucky/Virginia area. During my ride, I had the pleasure of meeting a large boxer. Let's call him Barky-Chasey. Barky-Chasey ran up to me and said hi, but made the mistake of running in front of my bike before I could stop and got his paw caught. Thankfuly no damage was done, but I left before I could see if Barky-Chasey was ok.
During my lunch break, I met a nice man. I was in a small diner in rural KY, and was enjoying some of the local brisket. A gap toothed individual and I got to talking, which was great. I even found out that he intended to run for President in 2016, and that he would change the face of America!
Not much else during the day happened, though I had a tremendous day of riding to Sonora, KY. There weren't many places to stay in that 500 person town. In fact, there was only one. I checked in for the night at the Thurman-Phillips B&B. This joint was built in 1897 and was really well put together for an old girl. I had the delight of staying in a 4 poster bed (really radical change from my tent), but had the honor of meeting Charlie.
Charlie ran the place, and was himself a Thurman. Further, he was the definition of a southern gentleman. It was a shame that I was there only a short period, as he was a tremendous host - from providing me with dinner to satisfying a lonely ear with conversation. Definitely the highlight of Kentucky.
(Pics of the Thurman house to come...my phone/camera has suffered an unfortunate water-related injury and is resting in a bed of rice.)