I left for WV on Friday. Took interstate and then some secondary roads. I returned on Saturday. I could smell the places I was riding through. I saw people on their porches. One man swept, a family sat around the grill. I could smell the meat cooking, hear them laughing almost. It was cooler in the shade, distinctly so when I climbed and the reverse when I went down a mountain. The trees, the creeks, signs, so much that will not likely grow around the interstates any time soon.
So you know Pickaway, VA has a Pizza Barn and outside Union I saw a Beauty Barn. I saw Humpback Bridge and Falling Springs Falls in Covington, little jewels by the roadside that one may never find. Next time I will take a real camera.
I talked briefly to Doug and his wife Carol. They have a daughter who goes to school where I live. He has even been to Zim! That was so cool. He walked up to me and he looked at the bike and goes, "Oh it's a Beemer. Must be a smooth ride." And on we went like buddies.
To top it off I hit the twisties on 250 heading down from Head Waters, a section that is technical in a car, so much more on a bike. I loved it. The brief moment I looked down I could see the pebbles on the road.
I did not feel the freedom that most people talk about, I just felt closer to the places I went through. I could (briefly) see the weeping willows.
In a word, it was a lovely ride. Let's do it again soon.
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