Yeah, and so is waking up in the morning.
This past weekend, we went to my wife's cousin's house in South Carolina for a Fourth of July family picnic. Of course, we took the bikes. 470 miles down on Thursday. Friday we went to Greenville to visit some vendors at Honda's Wing Ding, which is a yearly gathering for, you guessed it, GoldWings. Spent a bunch of money, then went to the picnic. Had a wonderful time with cousins that we saw just a few months ago at Christmas time, saw others that I have not seen for about 15 years, and even met one that I had not met before in the 30+ years we have been married.
Had a wonderful time there, and decided to take a more meandering route home. Sunday, after traveling 170 miles on some wonderful roads,
I got curious, looked on the GPS and found that we were only about 43 straight-line miles from where we started.
Pictured above is about 20 miles of the Blue Ridge Parkway, just west of Asheville, NC. East of Asheville, the Parkway is closed (still) due to some problems over the last winter, so we had to follow the detour on the freeway. Probably just as well, as it was raining a bit. The nice thing about rain on the Parkway is that it really clears out the traffic. We have been on the Parkway several times before, and the amount of traffic we encountered this Sunday afternoon was no more than we have experienced on a weekday, and certainly not what we expected.
Sure, the view was limited at times,
but was much better by simply looking in the other direction.
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