The Heart of Dixie

I was traveling back from Chattanooga and decided to take the long way home as I like to do when I take the bike on a business trip. This time it was through Alabama.

Now before you start thinking about geography, I dropped down I-59 just outside of Chattanooga. I spent about 20 miles in western Georgia before I hit the Alabama state line.

I stopped at the visitor's center when I entered the state and found this plaque dedicated to the Armed Forces of the United States, nice.

Following back roads, I came to Russell Cave. I was trying to make my way up to Monteage from the backside of the mountain then get back on I-24.

After Russell Cave I roared back down the small country roads, the road I was on kept getting smaller, tree covered and had more bumps than I cared for.

After negotiating a sharp turn, the road I was on turned to gravel and ended. Because of the shadows of the trees I did not realize it until I was in it. Scary moment, especially when the banjo music started. I did not notice I was in Tennessee until I finally got turned around and headed back out.

Never thought I would ever be thankful to be back in the Heart of Dixie again.