The drive was definitely prettier in the daylight than it would have been after dusk. Awesome mountain views, cute little hollows, and signs all over the place proclaiming 9% grades uphill and 10% downhill with a lot of 25 mph curves. Careful now. On the other hand, about the time I passed through Petersburg it was 97 degrees downtown and 100 in Mooresfield. It felt a LOT hotter (though no more humid) than the 91-94 I'd dealt with easily in Dayton. The heat didn't let up when I got down into the Shenandoah Valley proper and started buzzing along first I-81 and then I-66, and I was out of fluids, so I pulled off at the first exit from 66 and stopped at a McDonald's for Diet Coke, a refill of my water bottle, wi-fi ($2.95/2 hours, unfortunately) and making a couple of calls now that I can actually make and get phone calls again.
On the agenda: lunch with P (a salad or maybe just a soda for me) and dinner with RS. I may not actually get to the ancestral homestead until tomorrow, but we'll see.