After a day of rest I felt great. The miles ahead of me in Kentucky were less hilly than the past 10 days so my pace picked up

A dog charged in front of my bike, I swerved and dumped the bike. I landed on my left hand side hitting my head, left shoulder, and left hip. I was knocked unconscious and the next thing I remember I was being put into an ambulance. At the hospital they diagnosed me with a broken clavicle and broken hip. I cried for a bit. They transported me to the University of Kentucky medical center in Lexington and likely surgery tomorrow. Once again strangers were great. A gentleman by the name of Rickie took my bike to his house and then delivered a few key items to the hospital 

Disappointment does not come close to what I am feeling. The most difficult part of the entire Transamerica route in terms of climbing is western Virginia and eastern Kentucky. I finished that grueling section 2 days ago and was supremely confident I could make it to the west coast. Disaster struck and I am typing this flat on my back in the hospital