Entry 7: I Got To Use My Airhorn!

Started this morning pretty strong, made my breakfast perfectly and pumped up my tires before saying goodbye to the Bicycle House, a true haven for cyclists. Little did I know, today was gona be an Ordeal!  

(I think I found the car lot that the Ghost Busters bought the Ecto-1 off of)

First off, an hour into my ride, I passed by a house with an especially protective canine. This guy started chasing me and I thought he was only goning to follow me as far as the front lawn, nope! This mutt extended past the border of his owner's property and kept on chasing me and he was closing the gap. I could see in his eyes that this guy was absolutely hungry for my ankles. All I could do was squeeze my air horn and pray it wouldnt fail me. The dog stopped dead in his tracks (thank god)! But then, this mother-F#*k!r turns around and saunters back with his tail wagging like he won that whole engagement. I mean technically he did, he did keep me from pillaging his kingdom and I only managed to escape with my life. Im just glad the airhorn has finally had its time to shine.

God-damn MVP of the day!

Shortly after that, the road got really uneven and I kept bumping up and down on my seat which was less than ideal for breaking in my new saddle. Damn it, I just took a rest day specifically for my rump! 

I managed to score a night's stay with a Warmshowers host's house in Chattahoochee while he was away on business. If you dont know what warm showers is, its a hosting platform that allows cyclists to stay at strangers' houses for free. The thing is, this host was already letting a couple stay there already cause their car broke down. When I finally got their, I caught a glimpse of the wife and for some reason she gave off real murder vibes so I immediately turned around and rode down the road. IDK if I was being overly paranoid or not, this would be my second warmshowers stay (the first being Bicycle House), but it didnt feel right to ignore my instincts. I decided on making my way to a campsite in Sneads instead of risking a night with strangers staying at a different stranger's home. 

Saw this big-ass tank on the way and just thought it was impressive

When I finally got to the campsite in Three Riverd State park I noticed all the people there where in RVs. After I set up my tent, I realized it was because it was 85° and the inside of their RVs had AC, but my tent did  not.

The damn thing is a goddamn sauna. Damnit, I was so excited to camp tonight because it wasnt going to rain and it would be my first camp night of my trip. I thought I finaly had a reason to use all of the camp equipment I've been hauling around. To be fair, its my fault for trying to camp in the south around the end of summer. In fact, one of the owners of the bicycle house told me she was suprised that I was doing my tour across the southern states in the dead of summer instead of the fall or winter when everyone else does it. But when she said it, I could tell she thought I was an idiot for attempting it now of all times. Well screw this, Im just gona hang out in the bathroom and watch Stagecoach on Amazon. At least in here theres AC. 

Today I rode 50 miles and spent $25 on my campsite and $18 on dinner.