Additional pictures from the trip to Nashville.
Leaving the DC area wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Route 50 was, once we got outside the urban sprawl, an unbelievably beautiful ride and road. It cuts straight through some of Virginia’s oldest colonial villages and farmland. The presence of American history along this old trade route is so prevalent… Continue reading The Trip that Started it all… (Part 3 – DC to Pittsburgh – 380 miles)
Saturday’s ride from Richmond to DC provided us with ideal weather – high 60’s to low 70’s, mostly clear with a couple cottony clouds breaking up the uniformity of the bright powder-blue sky. After back-tracking on 250 West from Richmond, we picked up 522 North. The first 20 – 25 miles on 522 wound and… Continue reading The Trip that started it all….. (Part 2 – Richmond to DC – 125 miles)
A couple quick thoughts before I begin. First, this map is close to our actual ride, but not exact. I removed the destinations to protect the privacy of those we visited. Second, this ride (and blog) was broken up over three days – Pittsburgh to Richmond, Richmond to DC, and DC back to Pittsburgh. Third,… Continue reading The Trip that started it all….. (Part 1 – Pittsburgh to Richmond – 375 miles)
Daily life is, in general, pretty mundane. Ask the average adult what they were doing in June of 1998, and you’ll likely be met with blank stares, occasional chin-scratching, and something that sounds a lot like “Uuuhhhhhh….” Even vacation, though certainly more interesting and often more exciting than everyday life, still often falls short of… Continue reading The Drive to Myrtle: Heading Home
I love virtually everything about the beach. I love the constant crash of the waves. I love the soft grittiness of the sand between my toes. I love the salty warmth of the air, almost thick and heavy and full of saline moisture. I love the prickly heat of the sun, and the explosively colorful… Continue reading The Drive to Myrtle: Heading South
I imagine many of you were directed here by my blog about the drive home from Myrtle Beach this summer. As you read there, our typical process for a back roads trip was flipped on its head – instead of driving us home, I rode shotgun. This allowed me to take an inordinate number of… Continue reading Riding Shotgun: the Trip from Myrtle