Finally stopped raining ! Temps in the mid-80s, enough billowy clouds to look dramatic against a crystal blue sky, Mimosa trees in bloom, pygmy goats romping, dogs on porches raising a sleepy head to look as we go by, little white farm houses with big brick chimneys on hills, tobacco barns that look like they've been standing for hundreds of years, up and down, in and out of dappled shadow through twisties and sweepers as forrest opens up to big fields so bright green it almost hurts to look then back into the trees again while Sidecar Rosie stands on Kathleens knees doing her fervent best to imitate a hood ornament and I must laugh every time I take my eyes off the road to look- but it's OK because we're only doing about 20 to 45 MPH max.
Whew ! A very few hours like this make the rest of the year worth it. Hope everyone had such a day (even if it wasn't on a Honda).
Your pal, Uncle Ernie
