Well said, Keith.
I'd say that here in Kentucky, all one needs to do is get off the
interstate and forge ahead. These roads have been around for a long time
and you'll still find friendly people who look at your car with
puzzlement.
There's nothing like zipping along a very twisty, undulating road, with
long dew-covered weeds hanging over the asphalt on an early morning.
BLUEGRASS really looks blue when the sun first comes over the trees, and
horses and cattle are everywhere nuzzling the ground behind their white
fences -- they acknowledge your noisy contraption as much as the locals.
In the fall -- it's breathtaking. Just watch out for the dogs running
around loose in populated areas. Meander out into farm country here and
you will be challenged if you press the gas pedal down. Every road has a
purpose -- for the tractors to get from one lot to another. Get
lost...and all you need to do is keep going in the cardinal direction
along lonely roads. Every back road is an "MG road" here! On Sunday
morning....you need to slow down only at the churches, because almost
everyone is in these 130+ year old buildings. Stop and look at the
headstones and you can read the history of the little village. Not many
"beer joints" around, though, hardworking and "godfearing" people for
the most part.
If you are travelling from Indianapolis to Nashville with your MG, you'd
be crazy not to go the long way!
Dan
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