It was 66 by the thermometer, but as you can see it hasn't been for long.
It was a nice day today, and I had a few hours this afternoon, so I took a short ride. The longest part of the ride was on North Carolina highway 215, which begins by a rafting and fishing shop (with a credible beer and burger food truck) at US 64, and heads north across the Pisgah Ridge at Beech Gap, then on to Waynesville and eventually I-40. I-40 will take you to Knoxville or Asheville, as you prefer.
Black balsams at this altitude.
I spent the ride listening to Outlaw Country, trying to pick a song to use as the model for the one you folks wanted me to write. I've got the basic structure of the song mapped, but I still need to put it into poetics that match a tune and rhythm. I'm most inclined to use this one:
But David Allan Coe might object, being still alive and ornery.
Another option is this one:
Willie Nelson is still alive too, but he's not so ornery; and since he literally invites you to steal the song in the lyrics, I doubt he'd complain about it.
Or maybe I'll think of something else. As long as it's a good excuse to take motorcycle rides instead of working, I'm game to keep thinking about it.
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A couple of years ago I was at Lake Superior, the north terminus of the Dixie Highway in mid-June. Took pix of the snow piled under the pine trees and sent them to my daughter who lives only a couple hundred miles from the south terminus. Giggles ensued.
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