DAY 12 MORRISTOWN TO BOWLING GREEN APRIL 24

One of those days that we ride for. Shirt sleeve weather on lightly traveled roads winding back and forth for mile after mile.

11E to 27 to 52 to I-65 North to Bowling Green for the day.

Barbed wire fence carving out a hillside, cutting holes in the midday sun
Like a postcard framed in a windshield covered in dust
I love the rhythm of an old grey blacktop, 33's just whistlin' by
Steer the wheel, one handed on a two lane, hugging that line
I got the windows down, no one else around singin'
Freedom is the miles I'm rollin' on
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song

Granger Smith

Good tunes on the radio, view alternating from forests to farms to small cities. Close to 300 miles of great riding.

To quote my brother-in-law "LIFE IS GOOD"