After breakfast at The Old Clark Inn we parted ways. Joe headed east on 39, Paul and Dick went south on 219. The mountain air was cool and crisp and I turned on my electric grips to take off the chill. Fog hung in the valleys and in the higher elevations we rode it the mist of clouds. As the morning continued patches of blue sky appeared in an ever-changing sky. And the landscape was changing too. Mountain forests, rolling hills, farms with red barns and cows. And the roads ... twisty curves up and down the mountain giving way to sweepers and longer straight sections in the valleys. Paul and I had a great run down 219 ... but we knew it was over when we turned onto the four-lane that connected to I-77. One last gas stop and lunch at McDonald's ... I-77 is high speed stuff at the 70 mph posted speed limit. It's a different kind of riding but still fun in the mountain sections of WV and NC. Soon Paul and I would part ways ... as the roads diverged to our homes we were again riding solo, no longer seeing each other as we leaned into the curves.
It was a great ride! One more Summer Ride in the books. Special memories created with good friends ... every day a new adventure. Doesn't get any better than that!
Looking forward to our next ride ... thanks Joe, Paul, and Roger! You're the best!
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