Big wheels keep on turnin.
Rollin by the rivvvver. Some days there just isn't anything to write about. I may be jaded by the sameness of the roads between the Appalachians and the Rockies. Now that the spring foliage is filling in, the green curtain has descended along the roadside and there is little to see. Once the coiled anxiety of the West Virginia terrain gave way to the serene valleys and pastures of Tennessee, the states began to meld into a common element.